The Rock of Ages
By John Herlihy

I follow the enduring light of a primordial belief,
That draws its luminosity from an age-old relief.
I gather source knowledge from an ancient star,
That draws near to the heart from a distance afar.
I rely on guidance found in revelations of wisdom,
To suggest a perfect realm in a heavenly kingdom.
As I hide from all the evils of the world that I saw,
I will courage from deep subterranean wells draw.
I seek virtue to cover my actions as a frost of lace,
As fine lines of joy and sadness mark my aging face.
In the end, I hope to uncover the one true unknown,
That into the tapestry of my life was uniquely sewn.
As a solitary planet turns and the tempest gale rages,
The heart rests content and firm in the rock of ages.