No answers given,
No miracles offered.
No blinding light
To penetrate the darkness.
No dogma or creed,
No sectarian vision,
Only silent prayer,
Through times of joy and pain.
This silent voice,
This sentinel of conscience,
Has been my shadow,
Has shared my life,
Has given reason enough
To continue my journey
Through the darkness,
And on, into the light.
Written by Chris Roe
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