Lap Softly Sullen Sorrow

          Lap softly sullen sorrow

                  That I may go to sleep

          While lotus dreams in watery night

                  Wrap round me like a lake

         I feel their grasping fingers reach

                  For muddied roots descent

          While darkness drowns out the hours

                 And tears drip into night

         Yet a blossom is still blooming

                her petals, so pale and pure

         Tender angel calls from faraway

                   Even darkness has her place

          So go lightly into shadows

                    And drink the eternal dew

          That melts in thirsty morning

                   After night has had her fill.

                                         s. k.  lindeman