A Presence Growing In The Soul Poem by Richard (Narad) Eggenberger

A Presence Growing in the Soul

I entered into darkness once again
And felt a pressure build within the heart
And as with all transgressions suffered pain
And must make amends or from this world depart.

There is no sin but there is ignorance
Or willful turning back from the light's ray,
Yet there is no fate or sign of random chance
For all here is delight and all is He.

And yet we stumble and we often fall
Though we are not evil as religion says
And deaf to the beauty of the call
Or the descent of the transforming rays.

Although we seem at times far from the goal
There is a Presence growing in the soul.