O Serene Night, O Distressed Heart
Disheartned by misery, I went to sleep
without praying and laying down so restlessly,
then awful thoughts drowned me in sadness:
the strongest soul that always warded off demons...
suddenly became the weakest and most miserable of all!
O serene night, return to my consciousness
and brighten these shadows hiding hope,
that hope which finds refuge in tranquility;
o distressed heart seeking a soft moonlight:
let morning unfold its glory and marvel me!
O serene night, o distressed heart...
do I have to wait and watch darkness
deepen my fear when this prayer can
vanquish all the gloominess around me?
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2018
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