As we watched on in the silent night,
With not a hint of a source of light
But that which came within us-
Hallelujah!
His eyes, they gleamed with fire bright
And I saw right at once the soul's true might,
But you're as yet unblushing-
Hallelujah!
We walked a ways on together more
In search of storied distant shore,
But some got lost in the woods-
Oh, Hallelujah!
Abandoning our broken quest,
We hunted on without thought of rest
For the ones whose feet betrayed us-
Hallelujah!
Found they were, but then lost again;
We tried in vain to bring halt to the rain,
But the lost just sat staring silently-
Hallelujah!
You look, but I know that you do not see;
You sing, but think not a thought of Me;
But someday you might sing out:
Hallelujah!
And I hope that you might find someone,
Another without the light of the sun,
And then together, we'll all sing out:
Hallelujah!
*In this poem, "Hallelujah" is not always used as a happy word, or one of celebration. More commonly, the speaker uses it as an invocation of goodness. Rates and/or comments are very much appreciated, as with all my poems. Thank you.
