B
looming roses adorn the Sacred image,
E
vergreen vines twine up and curl round the base
N
o one but him is in the sanctuary.
O
rgan music and sacred tunes resound
T
ears flow down the fugitive's eyes.
A
nguish and heartache are forgotten
F
ear gave way to joyous acceptance and courage,
R
estlessness is supplanted by quiet and peace,
A
nxiety's dark clouds fled.
I
llumination had been be granted with the twinkling of an eye,
D
arkness gave way to dazzling light Amen
(c)Elizabeth Dandy