The silence of the night
speaks loud
of all that hearts keep hidden

It speaks of love
the pure, the proud
and of all that's yet to be forgiven

I sit in silent wonder
I listen and I ponder

at the chill that is brought down
in the silence ever found
in deepest night

yet still somehow a light
is beckoning

A light that seeks to bring
this all-encompassing
love into awareness of the day

?Michaelette?