Upon a darkened night
The flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest
Shrouded by the night
And by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
While all within lay quiet as the dead.
O, night thou was my guide!
O, night more loving than the rising sun!
O, night that joined the Lover to the beloved one!
Transforming each of them into the other.
Upon that misty night
In secrecy beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
Than that which burned as deeply in my heart.
That fire 'twas led me on
And shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where He waited still
It was a place where no one else could come.
Within my pounding heart
Which kept itself entirely for Him
He fell into His sleep
beneath the cedars all my love I gave.
From o'er the fortress walls
The wind would brush His hair against His brow
And with its smoother hand
caressed my every sense it would allow.
I lost my self to Him And laid my face upon my Lover's breast And care and grief grew dim As in the morning's mist became the light. There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair.
O.o Ashi o.O
it was a dark and stormy night
the rain, relentless in its strength
the moon had chose to hide
in the air a morbid stench
I drove the road away from town
no other car I saw pass by
the tears still on my face
my matted hair hid specks of blood
to the forest's edge I drove, and
as the thunder shook my soul
I took the rolled up carpet
from my trunk and I walked slow
to a spot between two trees
I clawed and dug a hole where
I placed the rug and covered it
with dirt and leaves so wet
I sped away determined
that I would not forget, the years
of torment at his hands
to where it has brought me now
on this dark and stormy night
In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed,
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That holy dream -that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar,
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star.
In a dark night, when the light
burning was the burning of love (fortuitous
night, fated, free,--)
as I stole from my dark house, dark
house that was silent, grave, sleeping,--
by the staircase that was secret, hidden,
safe: disguised by darkness (fortuitous
night, fated, free,--)
by darkness and by cunning, dark
house that was silent, grave, sleeping--;
in that sweet night, secret, seen by
no one and seeing
nothing, my only light or
the burning in my burning heart,
night was the guide
to the place where he for whom I
waited, whom I had long ago chosen,
brighter than noon, in which none can see--;
night was the guide
sweeter than the sun raw at
dawn, for there the burning bridegroom is
and he who chose at last is chosen.
As he lay sleeping on my sleepless
breast, kept from the beginning for him
alone, lying on the gift I gave
as the restless
fragrant cedars moved the restless winds,--
winds from the circling parapet circling
us as I lay there touching and lifting his hair,--
with his sovereign hand, he
wounded my neck-
and my senses, when they touched that, touched nothing...
In a dark night (there where I
lost myself,--) as I leaned to rest
in his smooth white breast, everything
and left me, forgotten in the grave of forgotten lilies.
Dark dark night storm over me
Dark night is a holy blur
Dark dark night stop taunting me
Dark night and I think of her
Dark dark night I'm so lonely
Dark night why leave in me such a mess
Dark dark night I feel so much
Dark night filled with nothingness
Dark dark night please please
Bring the light
One dark night
One dark night she ran away
Over the hills, she didn't want to stay
She ran from the pain, from the tears in her heart
The tears that she cried because her love fell apart
An impossible love, but she could not accept.
Now she is drowning in the dark pool of death.
Swimming and crying but there is no other side
She's looking and searching for someone to be her guide
Drowning and praying for some kind of cure
She keeps thinking about the one that once loved her
But he's far away and will never know
And she'll never tell, 'cause she's afraid to show
She falls asleep in the arms of Death, with His silent kiss
he takes her final breath.
Now she's in heaven, but she still remembers the pain
The pain that left a scar on her soul, that
one dark night in the rain