Poems (Rumell)/The path
THE PATH
I seem to be groping in the darkness,When I would see my way, so clear!But sometimes the wondrous lightOf real day, glows all about me:And I know no thot of fear!I hear such wonderful music and seeA glorious Vision, come from out this day-I feel that Thou dost lead me;For there remains the Path and the music,When the Vision, hath faded away!