Your incandescent light simply glows <br />Even in this grey-black world of despair <br />Your contenance-a superlative <br />Of weathered conditons, at one time, fair; <br />Of gleaming-beaming-shining-glimmers... <br />Upon the flora and fauna of this Earth <br />Quieting all the tears the rain has shed <br />Since the day of your immaculate birth; <br />Your birthday-always a celebration in December <br />Your day of passing and ascension celebrated in the Spring <br />This year our Easter is tomorrow- - <br />A day celebrating the hope it brings; <br />We need you more this day my Lord <br />Possibly more than ever before... <br />For this world of grey-black circumstance <br />'Tis truly love and kindness poor; <br />Rescue us from this-such a heavy burden- - <br />For you are love personified-most great <br />Awaiting your return-perhaps with The Rapture? <br />Before- it is, indeed, too late! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />By, Theodora Onken<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whitelight-2/
