A Cry ascends — through Shadows’ reign —
The Heart in grief — does roam —
Deceitful foes — with Chains of pain —
Obscure the Soul’s — true Home —
Yet Light divine — cuts through the Gloom —
God’s Truth — a Beacon sure —
It leads to Joy — beyond the Tomb —
Where Christ’s own Way — is pure —
The World in Dark — mistakes its Plight —
Deceived by Lies’ — cold Art —
But we, as Salt — and Burning Light —
Must speak to Wake — the Heart —
O Soul, cast down — why mourn alone? —
Hope’s Star — shall yet arise —
Choose Truth, be Free — God’s Child, His Own —
His Face — your Endless Prize —
… teknaTruth