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Canticle Of Calm ( Tekst på norsk )By Anne Margrethe Lund
Rest yourself, allow your mind to wander The night is clear and calm Let Silence be your balm Draining work all day, yet no-one ponders How you will be re-charged Who will unload your barge You must provide your own alleviation Allot sweet calm its ration As nightfall rings its chime This is the time for giving praise by resting Look how the birds are nesting: Give life by giving time You can't change the spinning of our planet As dusk embraces the West: Let's pause our endless quest
Night-time has its own intrinsic purpose: To make our minds serene Prepare for days unseen They will hold more promise if we let them Devise themselves in peace And let ourselves surcese Letting go is hard, and yet essential Your life, your love, your day May change and fade away Times to come have got their own inertia When thermals work their might We'll soar in upward flight What a joy, a fearless dance of freedom! I'm yielding my control And singing «My Lord: Hold!»
When night falls, a blessing is extended To me, I may release My Self and lay to ease All my fear, my worries unattended I'm flown above by dreams Subconciousness' wide streams No return, behind me doors are closing I leave my body dozing As I transcend this song I will climb the mountain, bright and beaming Our souls await their teaming They've languished for so long There you stand, my lifelong yearning granted This dream comes through the air It's soothing all despair
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