I am alone, His voice is gone.
A mist has come between us.
All around is grey, day like night, like day
And I feel I’m slowly dying.
Where passionate heart was filled with flames,
lie now the dying embers.
Where once proud heart, knew all your names
All it knows, just now, is emptiness.
I am alone, Your voice is gone
All around is sad and sighing.
Will I ever find, my way again.
Will I ever stop – crying.
Where passionate heart was filled with flames
Lie now the dying embers
Where once proud heart, knew all Your names
All it knows, just now is emptiness.
I am alone, His voice is gone,
but hope shines in the clearing,
Light trickles through, my soul breathes out
and I feel I might start trying.
Into my heart so dull and still,
soft wind blows life to embers.
My humbled heart, yet learn it will.
as gently it remembers.
Erstavik 2001, copyright Lysanne Sizoo
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This gives comfort and yes, hope