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It is a Quiet Evening
- It is a quiet evening,
’neath clouds and silent stars;
Mist-like is heaven’s wreathing,
Like scattered prison bars.
Oh, see the moon, ’tis rising!
See, gloweth bright its gleam –
The stars around surprising,
Behind its radiant beam.
Unlit was naught; all Heaven
Together breathed a song;
No star held back: God’s hand
Established them along.
- I wondered, as I lay there, grieving
I thought, “Is He who fashioned Heaven
My Help? Doeth He
E’en Care for Me?”
I turned to prayer; my soul was seething.
- Vagrant, I lie here, wondering
Entirely alone;
Ran I from chains behind me,
Ahead lie hills, unknown.
Lift up my head, O Sovereign,
O Lord Who know’st my need.
N’er cease to guide my journeying,
E’en to death, if Thou shouldst lead.
Vagrant, I lie here, wondering
Entirely alone;
Ran I from chains behind me,
Ahead lie hills, unknown.
That was my favorite stanza, I like the idea of unknown hills.
Sorry about the mis-alignment. The fourth verse is properly indented, but the fifth and sixth paragraphs should not be indented. Since I'm only a guest-writer, I evidently can't edit it without resubmitting it (which I've already done once!). To see a better idea of what it should look like, see my blog: www.jimmyboone.blogspot.com
Its really easy to become a frequent writer, just email Ben and send him a couple of your writings and ask him if you can be a frequent writer, i doubt he'll object.
Thanks. I plan on doing so, I simply haven't gotten around to it yet.
I also plan to write a sequal to this poem; I'm still working on it in my mind.
I managed to get the spaces and indentations completely fixed now, the poem looks the way it should.
Excellent poem. It's very punchy, if you will. Lots of meaning in few words. Well done.
There is more to this poem than meets the eye, methinks.
Does anyone else see it?