Finding myself nothing asks me
To sense only the night;
To see the light of the ages reflecting
From the heavens,
Giving this time and this space
A glimpse of eternal being;
To hear the sound of silence
Echoing forever,
Moment after moment,
Engulfing any feeble call heard now;
To feel a solitude that frees my soul
From the confines of a present
To which I could callously cling;
To know with absolute certainty
Under the tutellage of faith
That the light will return
And a new day brimming with life
Will come anon.
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