The Morphine of Steel Nights

Your winds are growing still and tame,
As the waters ebb away.
In Faith’s last agonies and shame,
Where light and darkness decay.
Behold me with your omnipresent sight,
My Father, with the Universe’s eyes!
You are the love, the carrier of light —
The morphine for my steel and frozen nights.
How many prayers can I offer to Thee,
In torments, in tears, in my plea?
Day and night, never rising from knee,
Begging for verses of Truth to set free.
And how long will I, like a sun in the flood,
In rivulets, crimson and stained with my blood,
Cinder my heart, let my soul burn away,
In censers where coals and the hot embers sway?
And how long will I be the moon in the sky,
Dropping the stars as the tears from my eye?
O, Father, when will the hour be mine,
For my heart as a star to awaken and shine?

Behold me with your omnipresent sight,
My Father, with the Universe’s eyes!
You are the love, the carrier of light —
The morphine for my steel and frozen nights.


O, Father, when will the hour be mine,
For my heart as a star to awaken and shine?