Sunday, May 31, 2020

Annie Johnson \Solitary Sojourn



Annie Johnson

Solitary Sojourn

The reverent hush of falling shadows
Softly caress the heart of evening.
I, in solitude walk away from the day
To stroll the carefree wonder of night;
Footsteps becoming immortal to the dew
And the night-bird’s dusky call lingering
Just above the lily’s drowsy heads.
In moments of silence I hear your voice
Like yesterday’s memories
Calling across time and distance;
Running rampant over my soul
In waves of love and yearning.
All the mystery of the night
The shy starlight; the brazen moon,
Summon courage to assail my senses
In bold and subtle ways of endearment.
My solitary sojourn is not lonely
Through this misty dreamscape –
The light of your love guides me
Like a brilliant lantern through time -
Always just before me, shimmering,
Alive with your undying devotion
Vibrant in the solitude of timelessness
Echoing with the soft whispers of your voice.
Be ever near me; your gentle hand in mine;
The sweetness of this night cannot contain
The breath of my love flowing heavenward.


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