open hands empty heart
eyes that weep with longing
my soul desperate for knowledge
led in darkness, following blindly
almost a lamb led to the slaughter
there must be a light in the darkness
hope will not completely fail
grasping at the light night
stars holding up the sky
gossamer webs of light in the darkness
waiting for the first ray of dawn
i fall now. my feet are too tired
my eyes close in pain
when will it end?
but where do i look?
up.
the king doesn't hide
because all his creation is before me
even the dark
if the night lasts my life
stumbling will be my lot
and i will know no other way
yet stumbling is moving
stumbling is still life.
i crawl on towards day - towards hope.