O Night

O night, Thou art dark and still
Covered within the black 
heavens, thy beauty is in the 
reflection of a million glowing 
stars. 

O night, Thou art silent and 
steady
Companioned by the bright 
moon, thy heart never is lonely 
and thy soul resides in eternal 
bliss

Thou art the beginning of day 
and the end thereof, The tomb 
of all wild's rest, and the hiding 
of man's dreams and terrors

As I invoke Thee, O night, Hear 
my awe-trembling voice. Take 
away all fears from behind the 
mind with which I pray. 

Thou art was when the spirit of 
God was upon the waters, and 
in thy bounties, thou knowest 
my deepest feelings and my 
sacred thoughts. 

See how the poor and the rich 
become equals in thine, how 
the sane and the insane are 
absorbed in thy harmony and 
how all nature bows to the 
essence of thy being

O night, beautiful dark....,
Wilt Thou not give comfort to 
my sleep in thy darkest hour, 
Wilt thou not allow the tender 
touch of my wife rest me easy
Or the warmth of her kisses 
quicken my soul,

O night, Inscrutable by Mortals! 
Within thee was all creation hid 
and from thy darkest spoke the 
voice that made all
Frighten us not, but make thee 
known as Thou art
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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September 14, 2013 at 1:40 AM
Hie there! I enjoyed the write. What a way to praise darkness! Yes, it is serene, for the rich and the poor become equal when asleep..except when one doesn't have a bed!...JM
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