In mellow meditation,
In silent solitude;
In quiet contemplation,
In a peaceful pensive mood.
I sit beneath a lonely star,
and wait to hear His voice;
In anticipation of a higher power,
I feel my quiet heart rejoice.
Like a beacon in a darkness,
Yearning for my reward;
I turn towards the stillness,
and know that He is God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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