In The End Poem by Jeff Bresee

Awakened by song of long distant voice,
a beam of light cuts the abyss.
Serenades calling, the lost and the falling,
sneaking into lives gone far amiss.

The sound of strings breathing, emotions retrieving,
new rhythm transforming new sight.
Each serenade seeming, a shard of glass beaming
as stars in the deepest of night.

With Joshua leading, I set forth proceeding
on journey that once traveled twice,
forms vision a-bursting, cools parched soul a-thirsting,
yet contrary to former advice.

Confusion distilling, my mind is not willing
to follow the truth in my heart.
But asking and seeking, my thoughts are led streaking
to rest on "The Message" in part.

Tears forming, veil thinning, in awe with mind spinning.
A life long forgotten doth send,
scenes that come forming with comfort and warming -
a promise made to an old friend.

Then left to stand starring, confused and not daring
to act, lest my mask be discerned.
A stranger reminding, slow motion rewinding,
the strengths of my roots are returned.

But the sacrifice - haunting. The size of task daunting,
would at times rather cause all to fail.
Each step leads to stumbling, each word becomes bumbling,
and the Weight Of The World doth prevail.

So, in silence retreating, the darkness repeating,
slowly creeps in - the thought that I'm wrong.
But my heart doth remember, the light of dream's ember,
conviction to forge becomes strong.

But alone I must travel and ignore the world's gavel,
on a fortune's advice I have leaned.
Knowing what I'll be finding, cold shoulder reminding -
what was warned when the council convened.

But so many souls hang in the balance at hand
thus, I must press on til the end,
and I'll risk every schilling, and pray that God willing
you will find… I'm forever your friend.