Footfalls Poem by Seamus O' Brian

The marble absorbs but does not accept
the sound of my walking, my walk-away steps
but the darkness of midnight never rejects
the souls who wander away from the light
the souls who wonder how deep in the night
is the bed of the grave in the pit of Sheol
these pieces of silver exchanged for my soul
if grace is a dragon-hoard Providence stored
to redeem my thirty and yours and yours
then footfalls must pause in these marbled halls
to my knees must I fall 'tween these mausoleum walls
for broken souls searching for the light they have lost
find victory in death at the foot of this cross.