Of Dark and Light; of Death and Life

The hollow of this night is dark and deep; the crescent moon

Obliterated by the blacker black of heavy cloud

Ah Death, oh Death how morbid would be thy eternal swoon

And darker far than this dark night of midnight’s moonless shroud

If not for Pardon’s promises sealed by Love’s dying breath

As He cried ‘it is finished’ conquering the curse of death

Foolish infatuation cannot save us from The Truth

How swift our little leap is summoned; dust returns to dust

Life has no guarantee; old, infant, middle-aged or youth

Are not assured of one more day; we place our earnest trust

In He who holds us tenderly and tolls the Evening Bell

Who will be next to answer it, our God alone can tell

Surely Goodness and Mercy longs to save us from Death’s fate

Love paid the Way from life to Life; His grace a boundless Room

We must make our election sure before it is too late

Salvation is The Gift and its rejection is our doom

Eternity is long and we are all one breath away

From that sure, solemn summons of that final Judgment Day

The hollow of this night is dark and deep; but soon the dawn

Will murmur in the foothills softening night’s heavy veil

And then another day of grace softly descends upon

The human race of dust to dust; compassion fills His grail

As He extends this span of Time for He beholds the cost

His will is that not one of us should perish and be lost

Janet~

The sky is a mass of black clouds tonight.  In darkness our eyes search for Light, and Light instantly pierces Darkness.