Breakthrough

Bright light, white, pure, beneficent.Its warm glow—Is that for me? For you? For all?The gentle Christ assures us this is so—but I don't know...Dark visions of material sense engulf my thought,pervasive,persuasive.

Overwrought,I claim my right to light;And Love divine, which meets the human need,Directs an angel to my darkened sight—revealingGOD IS LOVE.

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