Upon This Midnight Clear
*
and
SomeWhere, Now,
There is Light, living, in This
Child’s Eyes . . . SomeWhere, Now, This
Child waits as Patience, for Your Heart to know The
* Reason, for Your Pain, and The Purpose, for Your Sorrow . . . *
SomeWhere, Now, there is Understanding buried in
The Memory This Child left behind, to bear
Your Faith, Aloft, and to dream,
of His SomeWhere,
Now . . .
*
from Book III, The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Twelfth DoveTale – The Symphony of Moments