A Share of Light

by David B. Swanger

Dawn of day, 'wak'ning sun
Meadows green where now I run
To meet head-on life's mysteries sweet
And claim my share 'ere life is done.

A share, you ask? Yes, truly so
The deepest thirst: a need to know -
To sense within, to know for sure
You've won the fight, you've downed the foe.

Come with me friend 'cross meadows green
To places mortals have seldom been
Come stand with me by a Master's side
Come, see what mortals have seldom seen.

One scarce can 'magine bliss so sweet
Standing at that Master's feet
One scarce can know such joy sublime
When Master bids you take a seat.

The smile! The hand! His words! His eyes!
His aura bright as azure skies
Lights our return 'cross meadows green
When day is done - when breath denies.