A Light We Sought

We are small, the world is dark;
We struggled so to make our mark.

But our works burned; we fled through flames;
Fruitless were our goals and aims.

In our despair, a light we'd seek
From our foundation worn and weak.

Inward we looked, to no avail;
There was no light within our pale.

To kings we looked, to prince and squire,
But their light died within the fire.

Our chariots and castles we prayed would illume,
But were just transport and brick for the tomb.

As we sat in defeat, crushed spirits bemoaned,
A light from within, but not of our own,

Took flight in our hearts, our souls and our minds.
The True Light had come to redeem his own kind.

We clearly saw what the Light had dear bought,
And that which is and that which is not.

Beheld we each other in the Light's radiant glow,
And thus, through his eyes, pure love we now know.