A Poem: Evermore

Bright Star, in heaven shining, immortal light of truth beguiling
what strength of soul must I reveal to see your light no more?
Jest not at mortal gaze forlorn, that hopes and dreams my eyes adorn
and let instead my feet rest upon the distant shore.
Let all my prayers be answered there upon that distant shore.
Let me know you, evermore.

Let me know you, light of time beginning, ancient answers with you bringing,
and let me know from whence you came and from what masters door.
Past earthly touch of passion, fleeting, all purposes with it defeating,
let me tread the silent steps unending I implore!
On bended knee head bowed and set with passion I implore!
Light embrace me, evermore.

Oh, this question burns unending, and now each whole night I am spending,
with pen in hand by moonlight and this book upon the floor.
To what timeless trick am I enthralled, thickly bound to dreams recalled,
and visions cracked and facing seeing through Saint Peter's door?
To feel the endless sands that lie just steps beyond the door.
Can I stay here, evermore?

-M