My Lord,
Draw aside these veils I have made
Interwoven and fashioned with the many fragments of my fears.
That I might glimpse Your Ancient Form upon the inner road of mine.
Where Wisdom reigns and Silence guards the Way to heavens gate.

May my heartbeats walk with a measured step.
May I see with Inner Eye.
Those gleaming forms of radiant Light upon this
Holy Way.

And perhaps at Journeys end when I turn to look upon the bitter and the sweet.
No vain regret will dim my eyes or diffuse the Light, upon
this my
Damascus Way.

raleigh michael smith - 1987