O Peace of Night
Thou art my love and my longing.
‘Tis of thee I pine the day long,
Till twilight to thee comes thronging,
And shadows gather for thy song.
While errant sunbeams wander,
As daylight falls off to sleep,
The stars arrive to ponder
Thy fields of infinite deep.
I come to thee for space.
In thee I seek my inner light.
In thee I found my place.
Thou art my love, O peace of night.
~ Daniel F Mitchell
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