A poem based on a picture viewed at the Beauty From Ashes Ministry, Hadlow, near Tonbridge.
Up rough hewn steps
A short ascent to climb
The follower looks at the figure, who
All dressed in white,
As if a radiance divine
Radiates from the core
Of his being, who points the way ahead.
Dark, craggy rocks
Stand tall on either side
And dominate the journey, but at this
Point only, for
Their dominance will last but for
A few fleeting moments
As dark gives way to light on journey's path.
Beyond the skies,
A sphere of blazing light
Lights up the winding road to draw the gaze
Unto the end,
Where light obliterates the dark
Forever scattering
All that is not of God in its presence.
Shall we now climb
Those rugged, rough hewn steps
And follow Jesus, as He points the way
To Paradise?
There, darkness has no place at all
For God's majestic light
And glory welcomes us with open arms.
Dominus-Iesus-est 