As an owl picked out the fixed Star
A break in the clouds, a ray of hope
Washing her hands of muddled,
Many-sided habit of mind
Not tasting earlier setting kind...
Discerner gifted supplied sustenance,
Caring for brethren
Though injured by a raging wolf
Esteemed as right the flood of trouble,
Sustained loss and harm...
Not dwelling in state warm.
Bearing dolor with patience of Job,
Having in sight Eden's riot of color with rapturous love
Not glancing on brethren with violent eyes
For all are possession of the Father of Lights
Made to evolve into siblings of the Innocent Son...
Fixated on patterns of perfection, reaching blue skies,
Absorbed by new highs; discarder of the thorniness
Of envious rivalry and leukemic greediness,
Infecting the length and breadth of the land.
Wary of deprivers of the world of good
Dumping ruthless foes,
In the ocean of HIS pity
Fishing out a thornless rose...
Dorothy Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/luminary-s-steps/
