'Holding in the Light (for Freda, who is a friend but not a Friend)' by Joanna Dales
What can it mean to hold you in the Light?
It cannot change God’s Will, or Fate, or Chance,
The chain, the world-without-end linear dance
Of causes and effects, turn wrong to right.
To pray, to supplicate whatever might
Occur that it accommodate my wants
Is foolishness, is sheer irrelevance;
Deserting reason’s day for ancient night.
Yet, if I bring my Inward Light to shine
Upon your suffering, and on the grace
Visible in your life and in your face
It clothes them in a radiance divine,
Illuminating not just you, but all
The others among whom my steps may fall.
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