Visitation occurs
without warning,
With no regard to age
or beauty,
Within a night of
peace and joy,
Beneath a moon of
placid skies,
A face will appear at
a window,
And the cries echo
into the night.
She was young and
full of life,
Inclined to music and
laughter,
On a night mother was
away,
Eyes looked at her through
the glass,
With her purity and
life removed,
In her blood she
breathed her last.
Another with family
full and large,
Charmed of wit and
excellence,
She persevered with
mind and heart,
Till the gaze came
though the glass,
And slower she
breathed each day,
Until the night her
spirit rose.
No mortal can stand
in the way,
Or turn away from his
gaze,
Where there is a
window and a heart,
There pain he comes
to impart,
Yet I asked why he
keeps me here,
He said, “You are
doomed to share the fear.”
Not knowing what must
come to pass,
His gaze did find me
in the night,
My shouts did not
touch his nerve,
Nor did he blink with
all my words,
Vanishing for a
second with lightning flash,
Through out the night
his gaze did last.
Still my calling I can not fear,
As many walk through the darkest shadows,
Not knowing what to hold to in darkness,
Not seeing as there is no light for the eyes,
Yet as long as there is light in my heart,
I will reach out my hand.
One much stronger
is always near,
His voice resounding,
“Do not fear”.
“I have given you a
chalice full of light,
Do not falter in this
fight.”
With all my strength
I take his flame,
That I may smite the
visitor with perfect aim.
