Faith · Light

Night time prayer

My heart is plain embraced by streams,
And hasty birds above it fly.
A candle waits the whisper time
When it will light the prayer ring.

My road is covered up in splints,
I step in cutting stones, enchained,
And my dark gates are safely kept
By marble sentinels unveiled.

The home – too far, the secret – deep,
And I can’t reach You in Your sky,
The night time song, which has no wings
Becomes mute tears that never die.

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