One Tradition

Just as His sun lights all the world He made,
So does His Church with one Tradition shine,
While others dark His light and bring their shade:
With many voices cloud His truth sublime.

Their voices only fill their minds with noise–
From one opinion to another limp–
As they smooth  words from Satan’s book employ
To cover with a bushel Church’s lamp.

Yet, Light of World extinguished will not be
As windows of the saints His light shines through,
And all of those with open eyes can see
His light dispels the darkness with His truth.

The Catholic Church, His beacon on a hill,
Will shine through empty tomb ’till world He fills.