| My
Midnight Blessing by Barbara Philbrook It came
after midnight while I was alone in the dark, It was
strange and exquisite and heart wrenching too, I didn't
understand one sound I was making, When it
was over I had such a feeling of bliss, I remember
thinking I must learn it well, It didn't
originate in my head, It wasn't
being controlled by me, I was
feeling an anguish I couldn't put into words, When the
experience came to an end, I can't
explain it all and possibly never will, A prayer
language when our words just won't do, |