Silent Heart

The Night is dark and your slumber is deep in the hush of my being.

Wake, O Pain of Love, for I don't know how to open the door, and I stand outside.

The hours wait, the stars watch, the wind is still, the silence is heavy in my heart.

Wake, Love, wake! brim my empty cup, and with a breath of song ruffle the night.

The world don't know when I cried, "The sun is on his way, the night is no more."