<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=559042" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In That Dark Silent Hour</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that dark silent hour<br>When the wind wants power,<br>And in the black height<br>The sky wants light,<br>Stirless and black<br>In utter lack,<br>And not a sound<br>Escapes from that untroubled round:--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To wake then<br>In the dark, and ache then<br>Until the dark is gone--<br>Lonely, yet not alone;<br>Hearing another's breath<br>All the quiet beneath,<br>Knowing one sleeps near<br>That day held dear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And dreams held dear; but now<br>In this sharp moment--how<br>Share the moment's sweetness,<br>Forgo its completeness,<br>Nor be alone<br>Now the dark is grown<br>Spiritual and deep<br>More than in dreams and sleep?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, it is pain, 'tis need<br>That so will plead<br>For a little loneliness.<br>If it be pain to miss<br>Loved touch, look and lip,<br>Companionship<br>Yet is verier pain<br>Then, then</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that dark silent hour<br>When the wind wants power,<br>And you, near or far, sleep,<br>And your released thoughts toward me creep<br>While I, imprisoned, awake,<br>Ache--ache<br>To be for one<br>Long, little moment with myself alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Freeman">John Freeman</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=559042" data-title="In That Dark Silent Hour de John Freeman" data-description="In that dark silent hour When the wind wants power, And in the black height The sky wants light, Stirless and black In utter lack, And not a sound Escapes from that untroubled round:-- To wake then In the dark, and ache then Until the dark is gon..."></div> </div> </div>

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