Epiphany

I light my lamp Lord
To look into stable-darkness.
I walk through the alley ways of the town
And lose myself in the maze of back streets.

In the stable, Lord,
You gave me a brighter light.
In the bigger illumination
The lamp was dim and pale.

The light poured from the lane
To the towns and nations beyond days and years
And the light You gave me Lord
Set flesh on fire.

The light from the whitest fires
To charge our grey souls.