My Via Dolorosa
has brought me here,
so I drag myself into
the dark chapel,
my body weakened
under the weight of
my crosses and woes,
and I am hopeless.
But here, kneeling,
my hands knotted together,
deep in prayer,
I surrender all to Him,
and, behold, a soft light
like that of a little candle
emanates from the
holy tabernacle.
Then as it gradually
intensifies and brightens,
the wick of my soul is lit,
and I relax in His presence,
my heart smiling as I am
completely enveloped in
the luminous Sonshine
of Divine Mercy.