Eric Cockrell


Night Hymn... - Poem by Eric Cockrell

there is a wind
that has no name...
there is a river,
without beginning or end.
there is a night,
that fills the heart.
there is a stillness,
that smells like home.
there is a light,
in a window bare.
there is a cross,
worn round the neck.
there is a touch,
in the empty hand.
there is a song,
that fills the cup.
there is a prayer,
that tastes like dew.
there is a heartbeat,
a glimmer in the eyes.
there are stars,
that wait for me.
there are waves,
that bear my name.
there is a poem,
i could not write.
so i laid down my pen...
and lived it!


Comments about Night Hymn... by Eric Cockrell

  • (8/25/2012 3:14:00 PM)


    Words of sages and ages, of a man who has come to understand.
    GREAT.
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  • Elna Nel (8/25/2012 9:53:00 AM)


    Wow, this is beautiful, I love it! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012



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