In a distant town that brimmed with holy light,
I found no sorrow,
no oppressive night.
All its citizens were always best of friends,
And their deeds of goodness never had an end.

In the briefest moment that I lingered there,
All their glowing faces never were despaired.
Every visage that I saw reflected peace.
Integrity and goodness never ceased.

In surrounding fields still dark they sowed their seed.
And I chose to sow along in every deed.
And the darkened ground began to pulse with light
and the brooding shadows cringed and took to flight.

Then the sky became as brilliant as the day's.
Sickened children were no longer fragile clay,
and the drift of ages grew forever still
While the citizens obeyed the Father's will.

Than I left the town
and knelt
by streams of dreams
that had taken me so distantly it seemed
and reflected on their surface was my face
with the glow of Godly reverence and grace.