Voice crying in the wilderness.

Prepare the path for what is greater than you.
John came not to shine, but to clear the way.
He was the cry before the dawn.

Today, speak on behalf of someone else.
Lift their name, not your own.
Then spend one hour in solitude.

Let the silence announce what follows you.
You are not the light, but the lantern.
And the flame is coming.

Honor the voice that goes before.
He walks rough roads so others may walk clean.
The wilderness remembers such men.