Jens Schriwer

Out in the cold

Oh, sun! Thou shinest no longer on my heart
and warmst my skin no more.
Me eyes yet blinded by thy dusk,
as thee art, what I adore
too much to turn away my sight.

Neer will my soul grow desperate,
it longeth for thy soon return.
Though the cold night now embraceth
me, I still can feel
the heat, the ember and the hope
of thy holy light.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 04/27/2005.

 

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