I am in a tunnel. It's dark. It's damp. I don't even know how I got here. I keep looking for the light at the end of the tunnel and i don't see it!
There is no hope!
I cry out for those I know and love,
but they don't call back.
I am crying for my mothers help,
she is nowhere
I keep walking.
Some how at some time I just gave up.
I am lying here crying. Cold. Wet.
It would be so easy to slip away.
As soon as I realize that there is no more noise
I hear soft foot fall coming towards me.
and a voice.
One I have never heard before.
It says "I love you."
I ask who it is.
All they say is:
"Come rest in me. let me love you. Aren't you tired? I will carry you to the warm light. Will you trust me?"
I didn't know what was right but I know that I wanted this love,
and i longed for this light.
I said yes.
Then as if out of nowhere these warm strong arms lift me up, carrying me like a child.
The person holds me close and starts to walk.
As we go The Voice tells me,
"I love you. I have been waiting for you."
On the wall I start to see images of a man.
Born-killed-and raised from the dead.
Then the images shift to me.
Born-going through life with the same man next to me.
But I never saw him.
He was with me in the tunnel all along,
but I could not hear his cry for me
because I was crying louder and could not hear.
As The Voice keeps repeating Itself saying
"I love you. I have been waiting for you,"
I start to see the light.
I see hope, and goodness,
yet I am afraid and try to turn back.
Back to my dark tunnel
and The Voice holds me tighter, closer, whispering
"I love you. I have been waiting for you."
