Jandro's Calling

Blinded
Mother of ten-thousand lights
before my countless steps begin
An inkling
A yearning
A calling heard only by mine ears
o'er the shouts and cries of millions
thirsting for redemption in flesh -
an answer-incarnate to lead the masses

I say, in earnest, that they wait
not for answers but for permission -
a blessing to take that first fearful step
in the direction where they know
that they are needed

Deafened
Father of ten-thousand claps of thunder
beckoning my presence to the lost
A summons
A destiny
Words upon the evening sky, read
by mine eyes only -
Servator

I shudder, yet my steps have never been so strong
Following the voice - that small, small voice -
through what once were cities
- kingdoms
- nations
afraid to ask what may come with miles...