Caustic Ramblings

Shining One, how many try and snuff out my torch!
How many dark clouds gather around me!
So many are saying of me,
“The Path of Light is but a fool's errand!”

But your power, Shining Lord, is my shield,
Glorious Halo, the Invincible Sun who lifts my head to lofty heights.
I call out to the Shining One,
and He answers me through his rays from up high.

I lie down and sleep;
I wake up and rise again because the Shining One sustains me.
I still radiate despite the thunderous clamor of those dark clouds;
I fear not the howling winds that assail me on every side.

Arise, Shining Lord!
Deliver me, O Invincible Sun!
Dissolve that insolent storm with your brilliant light;
Temper the wicked winds and shrink them down to a caressing breeze.

From the Shining Lord comes deliverance.
May you bless all of those who earnestly seek You out.