Alone... alone...
Journeying in the hush of the night
... the black rocks bend back
the strainings of my hand...
and over my paths, a setting sun...
Alone... alone...
And my lashes, bowed low
... upon the earth ...
... gather up the thorns
thorn... by thorn...
And in the great space...
the flutter of a wing...
Alone... alone...
To You, my God
... O my childhood
and my youth...
O my glory