A shimmer of light I saw
Beckoning me to go…. Ah! HOPE
To freedom I go
Out of this dark, cold, filthy tunnel
Where fear, anguish and chaos exist.
You rescued me, O Lord
No more of tunnels of hell
Bring me to thy fold.
Hope to life anew
Hope to start something of value
Hope to freedom with you
Cringing from past old self no more
Standing straight and tall
Walking, not without faltering, but
Walking incessantly towards the shimmering
of light, your love, my hope
Hold me still that I may continue
To walk freely the life you unfold before me.
— Arlenne Villahermosa, Columban lay missionary