Foxes have holes.
And birds of the air have nests.
We all have our roles.
But fail so often to pass our tests.

We all pray for a road to Damascus.
That we will know complete faith.
We ask is this really for us.
Is this our belief a mere wraith.

But there will be no voice in the sky.
No blinding light, leading to new sight.
We just cannot lie.
There never will be that blinding light.

But we do have some time.
We hope that with truth, in time, it will rhyme.

……

Where the blinding light
The commanding voice skywards
It comes in our head

….

See Mathew 8: 8-18