Being Sought by Edward Thornton, Ph.D.

Just as I see myself to be in prime,
I awake, like Dante, in a dark wood.
Lost.

I strain my eyes for clues by which to find the way,
but see only letters spelling words
so blurry not a word comes clear. 
A cruciform image appears
only to slip away into chaos.
My strength wilts,
despair closes in like a valley fog.

Suddenly.  Unexpected.  Light
bursts around me.  A Presence possesses me
in a dizzy moment of access to my inmost truth.

A passion flares in me at once
to find the secret for switching on the light.
I’m ready to pay any price,
master any discipline
to feed this holy longing.

The passion does not fade
but burns in calm endurance,
waiting for the break of dawn,
seeing all of us being sought in love.

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