Singing in the Night
I love to pray, to go deep down into the silence:
To strip myself of all pride, selfishness, and
coldness of heart;
To peel off thought after thought, passion after
passion, till I reach the genuine depths of all;
To remember how short a time ago I was nothing,
and in how short a time again I will not be here;
To dwell on all joys, all ecstasies, all tender
Relations that give my life zest and meaning;
To peek through a mystic window and look upon
the fabric of life – how still it breathes, how
solemn its march, how profound its perspective;
And to think how little I know, how very little,
Except the calm, calm of the silence, and the
Singing, singing in the night.
Prayer is the soul’s intimacy with God, the ultimate kiss.
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