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