Anointing of the bells

Teardrops falling from my eyes
Touch my precious face
Even in the morningtide
Hopes all feel erased

Grip my heart with fear and dread
Grief will have its way
Tears, more tears and then some more
Seize another day

Evening comes and I’m alone
My heart still full of pain
I lay awake and cry some more
Filled with deepest shame

Alone I am not strong enough
To hold on to the Light
Within the depths of my despair
Where tests of faith ignite

The passion deep within us
To wrestle to the ground
The fear of not returning to
Where joy and smiles are found

I reach up to the heavens
I plead and I implore
The Deities who serve the One
Who never would ignore

I wait in hope and then again
My doubt begins play
On weaknesses still held within
On yet another day

But then … in moments brief and few
A chime it starts to ring
Like bells which sound the Angelus
For Mother of the King

I catch it just before it fades
And feel it shape and mould
The deepest wounded part of me
Which I no longer scold

The Light it grows now day by day
And glitters like the sun
To shine and brightly send its rays
To each and everyone

Who may be held in chains so tight
Which never will release
Their fragile spirit from the bonds
Of darkness, pain and grief

So watch the spark when first it comes
To bid you warm ‘Hello’
And hold it gently in your mind
So you can watch it grow

Till it exceeds all desperate fears
And hopes which have been lost
And raises up within its Light
The blessed Holy Ghost