Each night, as I lay me down to sleep,
Ever-mindful of the promise I shall keep,
I pray for respite in my heart's lament,
Needing just a glimpse of the magnicifent
And beauteous creations, made in my own image-
If but only for a brief time, to take in their visage!
Nothing, nor anyone may alter my faith, inexorable;
Nor too may they change one simple fact, inescapable-
I am their Father, I should not have to beg or plead
For their consort and pleasance! ! But for one need
Have I, one all-consuming lacking-once a glory, now a void!
Time and their company only may rebuild what you destroyed!
Though I am not now with thee, know this please:
I have an emptiness in my heart only you may appease!
Maurice Harris,24 April 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem