The Evangelical Universalist Forum

yonder

upon the road one lonesome day,

I saw beyond this veil of grey,

and glimpsed a land I thought I knew,

of fields of gold and rivers blue,

where children, faces free from pain,

did dance, and know no bonds of shame,

and had the wings of butterflies,

with flames of love within their eyes.

I loved the glory of the dawn,

for all the people I had known,

who once had walked with faces veiled,

and lost upon the ocean sailed,

were now rejoicing on the beach,

and each was love, and love was each,

I saw them run across the shore,

all those once born, and yet still more,

the rich the poor the black the white

united in unending light.

When I looked again the land had gone,

and I was back before the dawn,

lost upon the waves of night,

the golden sands escaped my sight,

my land, my hope, my only home,

now in the night alone I roam,

I hear the gates of Hades call,

where all my ghosts are standing tall,

the wraiths who stalk the ruins of time

chill my bones and haunt my mind,

yet in the depths a voice I hear…

the yonder shore! yet somehow near!

Do not fear! Anew…begin!

the long-lost land is deep within!

Wonderful expression, GH, of the yearning for the good and the beautiful!
And the desire to strive toward that end—even now.

Thank you Paidion, it emerged from deep within when I was walking childlike in the woods, and like most of the things I have written and liked it asked for very little thought!
Blessed be Jesus!