Editor's Note: Mandy Shunnarah is a senior Honor student at Gardendale High School. Mandy is active in the SPIRIT youth group and serves as a lector at youth masses. She is a dedicated member of the High School Faith Formation class. Mandy loves to write and her passion is poetry. She has attended several writing workshops and shares one of her poems, "The Light" with us this week.
The Light by Mandy Shunnarah
What a long strange trip it's been But here we are today Our paths did cross when we were lost Somewhere along the way. Narrow, winding roads we walk With Uncertainty at every turn. Dips and hollows, yet still we follow, For this is the way we learn. The Light of the path is dim and deep, But never so as this. We have travelled this course many times before, Yet never to such suspense. No one can see as we can Just how deep this dark of Night. Still we walk on, into the rising Dawn, Praying there will be a Light. Through the years of hardship, And lifetimes of persistence, Up ahead, just as I have said Lies the path of least resistance. It is the brilliance of the Light itself That impresses us by far For without the Night you cannot see the Light That shines through a star. Yet so it is in Life That without one's cross to bear, All good things would go unseen, And the world would cease to care.