Dawn~a Poem

The frailest light that comes with dawn
Is bread and meat and wine.
For man was made to seek the light
As light was made to shine.

Not one dull spark in deepest dark
That man wonโ€™t turn to find,
Nor single gleam of candle small
But illumines full his mind.

However dark he wanders now,
However full of scorn,
He ever turns to follow light,
For of the Light heโ€™s born.

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