Crying Out In the Night

Crying Out In the Night
Form: Quatern

Those beads recalling all the things I dread
Old incantations from surrendered knees
Filling my mind with words I should not have read
And I cannot hear the whispering breeze
I look around me, no chance to escape,
Those beads recalling all the things I dread
And my soul lives again the endless rape
That tortured my heart from daybreak to bed.
I pray the thoughts would simply leave my head
And let me lead the life I now desire
Those beads recalling all the things I dread
Still burning inside me like hell's own fire
My Lady sees me crying out in the night
And led me to the world of ancient dead
I saw the Pagan ways of light ignite
Those beads recalling all the things I dread

©JGFarmer2010

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