Clarity Appears to be Rarity So hard to see If it appears at all
Like a small star Bright flashing sharp and small Falling from far A star too far away For me to see convincingly Especially by day
At midnight when the world is dark Though not for you for me If I seek I might find your spark Appear elusively The single shard of hope I know Of ever seeing clear Three wonders I have wondered so: Whence have I come? Where will I go? What am I doing here?
Clarity I think you are Verity An honest star Ever only always true
And I will be out there tonight Should you flash sharp and small With open arms to reach for light If there is hope at all I wish I may I wish I might I wish tonight and wait for you
Come clarity and make me free To see and dream to be and do Embrace me in epiphany Tonight to feel the real and right My being clarified to light
Come falling star and fall on me O rarity of verity O riddle of the reason For my uncertain season I wish tonight and wait for you A silver streak across the blue Enlightening me through and through Spark in the dark consuming me Come falling star of clarity
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMVIII
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Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)
Reviewed on January 23, 2008
Every time I read one of your poems, I feel that I've been embraced by an old soul.
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.