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A Night Prayer

In the depth of the night my heart calls to you, to unite with you, to be with you.

Like a dry and thirsty branch of a forlorn tree, awaiting the rain of your embrace.

Like a maid awaiting her soldier beloved, or a soldier awaiting his bride.

 

In the depth of the stillness when all else is quiet except the ticking of an anxious clock

I sit alone waiting for you, waiting for your time to speak with me.

In the quiet time, I must love or learn to love to know you.

 

In the depth of my heart a stirring, a small voice speaks and I know how I must serve you.

In Love, I await, in Love I stand and in Love I must die.

 

 

 

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