light has a way of entering the room
effulgent with angels
when most you feel gloom
even harried to your doom
can't this be God, too
where is He; is He?
where was He too
we so deride him
when the battle's through
and all our friends almost
are slaughtered or have disappeared,
from view.
I think that He was in the light
to comfort us in all our fright, our dread
to lead us brightly from the room
when we encountered doom past doom
He leads us softly, Home.
mary angela douglas 29 june 2023
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