Voice out of Darkness by Jerome Baquilar I was alone, nothing to guide me In the darkened wilds of life Searching for the light of day Much less, the way out. - The first thing I came upon Was a foreign, strange voice Beckoning, almost demanding me To show just who I am. - Hesitant, I opened myself to the voice To my shock, to me, so did she. How, in the name of darkness Could so beautiful a soul from the dark be? - Did I, in the dark of wilds Find a means to an end? Not at all, she said, but now You have me, a new friend.