You were a whiff of fresh air that cooled our summery
Thursday dawn when you came out
Into the open to seek refuge in the Light.
Your fears and tears refreshing,
Even hydrating the calloused nonchalance
Of a nation fed daily by the Sith’s lies and
Tales of greed and evil deeds.
The white cloaks enshroud you like petals
To a delicate pollen grain under the bee-threat you’d drop.
But with one courageous step, perhaps borne out of fear,
Yes, but also as an act of faith
The rock-strewn path you had walked for miles
Sprung to life with hope of a new day.
That any Jedi lured into the dark side
Would still find the Light and hold it high
That the Force may not fade away.
(Poem inspired by Jun Lozada and written on February 8, 2008)
English Standard Version (ESV)
26 Like a muddied spring or a polluted fountain
is a righteous man who gives way before the wicked.