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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