surely I will be with Thee again
Goodnight sweet starling. The rain begins its nightly fall. We sleep alone tonight, you and I. Great astral journeies, this night, I pray Thee, my Deep Love. The rain stops as quickly as it started, then, starts again. Surely, The Earthshan cries at our terrible aim: so wide, we miss the mark. The moon is hidden now, like the garment of my soul. Have no fear For surely I will be with Thee again. C. Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.