In the name of Love,
I ask for the Question
To be answered.
In God's name
I cherish the answers you give,
And I will provide for them,
With the true colours of
Pewter and Gold.
Crumbling monuments
To the Cause,
Will never forsake thee,
And Destiny will hold
A sword to the head
Of anyone who,
Blocks your Path.
Dream of the Golden One
And he shall guide thee
To the endless row of crosses,
From whence will come
The answer to your question.
Fear nothing, for there is
Nothing to be afraid of,
And know in your deepest place
That the child inside you
Is your saviour,
And the one whom you should
Trust with your life.
Fare thee well on thy quest,
And remember to trust in God.
Copyright © - Duncan N. Cunningham - 23rd June 1998