...what am I?
An infant crying in the night.
An infant crying for the light.
And with no language but a cry.
- TENNYSON
Can thou hear me?
but tou canst understand
what am I crying for
what am I craving for
Divine light above does;
He opens up a window
the shades of light enter...
I pull down the curtains!
He sends someone down to me
comes close to me
wishes to bless me...
I turn around my face!
He is near-by
I just have to open up my arms
I can have him as my Divine father...
But am scared $ I close my eyes!
And still I am
An infant crying in the night.
An infant crying for the light!
