Shadow, in this silent hour-my soul in the field of dying flowers. <br />Seeking someones hand-vultures in the sky, this is the dying land, <br />this is where I stand. <br /> <br />By candlelight.....you raised the night. <br />By the open sea, sung sorrow's dream, <br />as the angel wept by the running <br />stream.<br /><br />THEO RAY<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadow-in-the-silent-hour/
