FIREWORKS IN THE DARK NIGHT / by Joseph Castorino

 

I wait for Him --    

we have a rendezvous        

in the dark night;     

as I carry my cross        

up the rugged hill,         

my heart sinks,    

for when I finally    

reach the summit,    

I am all alone;        

but when I look up,    

I see dazzling fireworks     

high in the sky,        

starry explosions of        

royal red and white        

light up my world

and I feel His love;    

The Dove of Divine Mercy        

is wonderfully whirling

deep within me and is

sweetly singing in my soul.