Oh, sun! Thou shine´st no longer my heart
and warm´st my skin no more.
Me eyes yet blinded by thy dusk,
as thee art, what I adore -
too much to turn away my sight.
Ne´er will my soul grow desperate,
it longeth for thy soon return.
Though the cold night now embraceth
me, I still can feel
the heat, the ember and the hope
of thy holy light.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Jens Schriwer.
Published on e-Stories.org on 27.02.2011.
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