God's Eye Poem by David Daykin

I lie here in the dark,
my gaze travels up to see,
How far the light has dimmed.
How far has God's eye turned from me.

Alone and inward searching,
amongst the ruins of my barren soul.
Wondering, sometimes praying, if salvation
lies ahead on this broken road.

Time passes me by so slowly,
I see my life etched on my face.
The worries, the anger, the fear.
How can I restore my lack of faith?

No angel wings to protect me,
no guiding hand of love.
Wars rage throughout my being.
No peace no white doves.

So I sit and wait for my final hour,
hoping that I may be found.
That the dark is broken by the light.
And I hear the choir of angels sound.