The Light at the End of the Tunnel: What Light is This?

What light is this along the way
That shines upon the path of day?

So brilliant does this true light shine,
I see it is predestined, mine.

A light that opens tunnel deep,
Awakens darkness from its sleep.

A light that penetrates as truth;
Reveals itself, a final proof.

A light with mercy in its wake,
That holds compassion; life at stake.

So pure and perfect is this light;
Joy to behold, its wonder bright.

A light that bursts each shadow dark
And touches life; leaves not a mark.

A light so blinding, but so sweet,
It nurtures life; makes it complete.

A light with rainbow colors pure;
Holds promise of a future sure.

What is this light, I still must ask?
It's love refined with one sole task.

Love is the light at the end of the tunnel.