DIVINE OPERATION

Inexorable light of Love, you probeWith laser fingers crannies of dark thought,And blazon shadows into radiance, strobeWith ultraviolet light—by no eye caught—Drab stone of habit till its surface flaresWith purple streaks, bright sparkles, crimson glows.I cringe as Love's illumination baresMy tawdry hopes, my wrath at fancied blows.Shine into me, O God, despite my anguished pleaTo escape Your purging, penetrating beams.Blast my eyes open, compel reluctant sightTo gasp at glories of a sense made freeFrom blinding will and self-exalting dreams.Then shall I burst—Your image—into light.

—Hugh Pendexter III

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