Empty Chair, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Empty ChairSovekammer, Vilhelm Hammershøi (1890)

Empty Chair

Why is there an empty chair by the bed
Is there more than what’s already been said
Of some awful thought which most surely dread
The fact that someone is really dead

Does not matter big or small, short or tall
But sooner or later we all must fall
Each will wear once the paltry saintly pall
While the lofty choir sings a pastoral

None should be eager for that final day
But live life in the best possible way
Dividing your time between love and play
Yet never praying forever to stay

Best that we can ask is our lives be good
Lives are temporary is understood

Young Girl Praying, a poem by Robert A Sieczkiewicz

 

Hansen Carl Sundt-Hansen – Young Girl Praying (1883)Young Girl Praying Carl Sundt-Hansen (1883)

Young Girl Praying, Robert A Sieczkiewicz

Closing these eyes so I may better see,
Absolute beauty of Your holiness,
Or other distractions to capture me,
And last to show to You my humbleness.

I ask in my heart You will always be,
My abundant love of You be endless.
A love which I give to You so freely,
Of Your love never to become callous.

When I fall, to You my sins will confess,
Of these falls I shall be truly sorry.
It is You I’ve hurt in my thoughtlessness,
By falling into the Devil’s quarry.

O Father I ask that You be my guide,
Know it’s easier with You at my side.