"Night Hymn"

White violin weeping,
calling like a lighthouse,
in this
Sea of silent souls.

Ribbons of music
wrap around me..
I see the colors weaving-
how tightly they have
bound me.

Notes fall
Like a winter sundown.
Closing 'round,
sudden and pale,
Like a Nightmare of Beauty
Calling me forth,
like an Angel's wail.

Singing softly,
I take sorrow's sacrement
upon my tongue.
I drink the wine
Centuries slow
I am no longer
the Innocent Young

There is no sweet salvation.
No last day revelation.
No desperate saints to send.
Just the swaying web of song
Night Hymn
Night Hymn
Night Hymn....