When despair for the world grows within me, I wake up at the slightest sound in the middle of the night in fear of what my life lives may be, I go where the moon is closest to me. My soul rests in her beauty, and I am nourished by it. I find peace among wild things. Then I feel the stars whose light is blinded above me As they light my path, I wait with them for a while My soul rests in the grRead more...