When the sun fades its light, when evil comes to the world.
The traveler dragging his tired body is still moving towards faith.
A nameless visitor, a life steeped in sin.
We who struggle unyieldingly in the gap between space and time again and again,
I have to believe deeply - the more I yearn for the light, the more I have to silently take root in the darkness.
Intention: Although small, it has faith and strength.