Sunday, January 15, 2006

Into the Night

Silently into the night I go,
Into the fragrant night,
I know not where;
The path is strange-
My weary steps are slow-
I do not find you there.

I turn my gaze toward the morning sun
As from the east he comes thro' the dark and the dew;
The flowers lift their heads-the night is gone-
But where are you?

The countless weary steps I do not heed
Tho' they be over land or boundless sea;
I care not where the road may lead
If I but come again to thee.

Silently into the night I go,
Into the starry night of heavenly blue;
What matters where the road may lead
If I but come again at last to you!?


~Clara Edwards

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love this song. I'm singing it for Solo Contest. Who was the original composer? I can never remember his name...

12:17 PM  
Anonymous Jason Kilgore said...

This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing. I posted a link to it from my Facebook page, and my grandmother, Verna Lee Hinegardner, who was poet laureate of Arkansas for 14 years, remarked on how much she enjoyed it.

11:04 AM  
Blogger Amy said...

do you know where I can get the music to this?

10:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The author was Clara Edwards. (My grandmother).

John Rand

3:05 PM  
Anonymous Eridan Impora said...

Im singing this tommarow at solo onsambol contest.. love it so beautiful!!

7:01 PM  

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