Light in the Tunnel

In the darkest of days there shines a light
A beacon to guide us, to allay some of the fright
To say "there is an end to the tunnel", an end to the night
Something to foucs on, to cling to, that comforting sight

In the darkness we find, deep down inside
The ultimate truths, there is no place to hide
Inside lie the passions by which we abide
The compass, the road map, our internal guide

The light may beckon to run toward the end
But it's only running in place, even though we pretend
There is no escape, till our souls we do mend
Only then to the light, will God finally send

Now in my darkness, I see the light that is you
Transient moments of brightness, in words of a friend oh so true
I could never quite clearly tell of the beautiful hue
That you bring to my darkness, briefly clarity, briefly a clue