As I gradually look up,
I see luminous rose petals
Fall gently and delicately
From the sky like snow,
Eucharistic-white
In the deep dark night.
My mission is prayer
In the dark night of the unseen,
My mission is surrender
In the dark night of unknowing,
My mission is love
In the dark night of the cross.
The path before me is
Strewn with radiant roses that
Glow like glorious lamps,
So I faithfully travel it and find
The Eucharistic Light
That transfigures the dark night.