At the still-point
of time
the past drops away-
the voice
falls into silence -
a mysterious self appears
reason becomes dumb
light cracks the dungeons
of darkness
doubt vanishes-

no longer
the dread of emptiness
nor the angst
that has oppressed -
Via Dolorosa
has been crossed -

you would know then
you are blessed
and your life
has claimed
its rightful prize