I wait for Him --
we have a rendezvous
in the dark night;
as I carry my cross
up the rugged hill,
my heart sinks,
for when I finally
reach the summit,
I am all alone;
but when I look up,
I see dazzling fireworks
high in the sky,
starry explosions of
royal red and white
light up my world
and I feel His love;
The Dove of Divine Mercy
is wonderfully whirling
deep within me and is
sweetly singing in my soul.