The darkness of the imminent night br Will soon arrive, by spatial law; br The stars not yet their radiant light br Shine forth and compass us in awe. br br The sun his daily course has run; br And trudges wearily to bed; br Our mortal day is almost done, br All actions done, all our words said. br br And as the sun, howe’er unwilling, br Other parts of the world to glad, br Moves on, I see an almost thrilling br Light, eerie, desperate, and sad. br br The clouds not high above it show br By their grim hue of darkling death br That they are sorry he must go br And the Sun’s Light this witnesseth. br br I look around; what do I see br At this unjoyful twilight hour? br All that surrounds me seems to be br More dark by night, and reft of power. br br What light there is is made by man, br Except those evanescent rays br The sun gave as his course he ran, br And e’er does these declining days. br br Am I alone in being brought, br This hour which they say is glad, br To thinking melancholy thoughts, br And being render’d, thereby, sad? br br The darkness deepens; still no star br Adorns the heavens the LORD GOD made; br But tho’ invisible, there they are, br Made clear to us by nightly shade; br br There must therefore in ev’ry plight br Some faintest glimmer of hope be, br And, come what may, the darkest night br A glorious rising sun must see. br br (Saturday,27th August,2005.