Snapdragon

In the wasteland I wait for a sign from above< /br> An ache to speak with a God of love< /br> Silence when I call his name< /br> I shiver and soon grow numb to pain< /br>

Then, as in a vision or dream< /br> There was a light, or so it seemed< /br> Amidst the darkness, blinding snow< /br> She smiled at me from out the glow< /br>

She took my hand and held it fast< /br> Together many years we passed< /br> Though yet I have not seen God's face< /br> In this I can receive his grace< /br>

This faerie child bequeathed to me< /br> To show me truth I cannot see< /br> God so far away from sight< /br> Sends me still his shining light< /br>

Snapdragon