there is this calling sometimes when the sky is darkest and I can barely believe in the sun said to always shine this it looks like a light hoped-for at the end of a tunnel there is this assurance sometimes when there is so much good my heart bursts with compassion and the sweet tender pain of connectedness despite that this alas is always fleeting yet still more and determinately there is this a resonance that says this is your way there is this new country on my horizon the one Nouwen hints at mystics and sages prophets gurus and monks emanate the truth of there is this light in my heart like a small low-flickering candle nearly unnoticeable except it keeps on there is this in everydayness normal average necessary there is this always