Was I born for this? 
To speak
To write 
To witness
the degradation of society,
and unity,
and Truth? 
I am beginning to believe 
I was – 
born for this – 
for I am not afraid.
The path of 
mud 
soot
stickiness
and
filth
has been cleared
and cleansed
and washed anew
by Your Love. 
The Way 
now paved
with light so bright 
my eyes often shine
in its presence. 
No, I am not afraid,
for I can see
even when You are silent
and I can hear
even when it appears You are not near.
The beauty 
that falls from my pen 
now
is Yours
and I trust it;
because
now
I know
everything I’ve never known 
and 
I understand 
all the courses that have baffled me.
And all this is true
and why I am not afraid
to answer – 
when they ask all the questions
about how,
all 
of
a 
sudden,
I know these things 
and 
live unafraid – 
because
now
I know You. 

*With thanks to Julian of Norwich, Joan of Arc, and Susan of Wernersville