A starlight in the gloom never shone,
For everyone thought it was forgone.
That starlight in the gloom was never seen,
For everyone forgot it had ever been.
Today I looked for that starlight in the gloom,
And hoped very soon, That I would see it too.
It never came and I fell disappointed,
So I closed my eyes and thought of those anointed.
Who led our pasts, and inspire our present,
And wondered if that was the lesson.
That I seek, or need or even pine,
Then I let past the time.
To see and to feel , perhaps to understand,
What it was to be Man.
So I closed my eyes once more,
Cast my eyes to the shore.
That washed aside and wore,
Then perhaps my soul saw or perhaps not.
That there was a starlight in the gloom,
That I did see soon.
For the darkness that all around us swirled,
Allowed for farsight to be earned.
In patience and strife,
That was the purpose in life.
To work and toil and tumble,
Only to realise after that last fumble.
That we, Man alone are,
Neither how much we suffer or fall, nor how far.
But the grace by which we stand,
And to whom we give our hand.
