Monday, April 27, 2015

Take me to the open flame
To the brightness that burns eternal
Illuminate me
Radiate me with your warmth
I am cold
I am in darkness
Give me your life fulfilling heat
Give me your brilliance
Take me on,
Lead me by your steady, burning beacon
Guide me as if you, the sun, were my shepherd
Never extinguish
Never die
That is for mortals
Our souls may belong to you and live in us
If it is true the soul exists
And only if you the flame burn eternal

1 comment:

Brother Ollie said...

This is the type of poem the Tired Monk yearns to write.