Shadow Catcher

His eyes, make pictures when they close He follows, pure breezes where they blow The earth and ocean seem to sleep In one another's arms and dream He does not fear this haunted keep But swims the shimmery boundless stream Shadow catcher His hands, turn shadows into gold Three wonders, the spirit wind unfolds Shapes that haunt thought's wilderness These are the world's rejected guests Glass darkly shades the final rest Still He will surely past this test Here the wind will sigh and weep And all the world is drowned in sleep Yet His eyes do watch and keep And the Spirit guides his feet, shadow He prays, the Lamb of God descends He seeks, a kingdom without end Comes the hour of his distress When temptations do oppress But each sin he does confess Embracing now his Unseen Guest