Saint Joan of Arc
-poems-

by
Jenny-Jinya Hefczyc

of Hildesheim, Germany

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FOR SAINT JOAN

 

Oh, St. Joan from heaven,
all the times my thought's flying to you,
and my mind it longing to yours.
You are my yearning, my angel -
maybe my fulfillment.
Complete my fate and be my destiny.


St. Joan, St. Joan,
Oh Captain, my Captain,
Have I to die first, before I can live?!
it's only your heart,
which know the deepest of my nature,
your heart, which swear on me,
even if the whole world leaves me.


I'm feeling your Soul dip down,
in my heart's secrets deep,
to scout where in deepest grounds,
a hidden pearl is sleep.
you kind angel, just duck under,
come through the clear deep,
and smile when I bring you back
your portrait as the loveliest pearl

I love you


JOAN OF ARC

Sky seems so gray…

It moves the earthly
to the war of freedom,

upwards – from sad conspiracy,
upwards – from holy indignation,

But for a long time was fade
the miracle wonder,

A fallen angel, I'm awake.
It's cold, it's unknown, and it's pushing,
it is English power. English custody.

It was for a long time decide,
so they kindle the fire.
the last word is fallen,
my love was stronger,
she will ring out to heaven,
also in English clink.
between fire and smoke,
it is hot, heavy and stuffy,
but my love is it too,
and only in her I am sinking.

and my sky is endless blue...


Joan of Arc
"The last fight"

Mon Dieu, what a great voice, how it was never known –

Differently as the nation’s voice who has, with each day, grown.

Loud appear me this one, and elsewhere endless silent,

In humility I will wait, just because’ skies want it!

 

Oh my sky talked to me; the wind was his grand voice,

And now in hands of the enemies, only silence is my choice

Where are my loyal angels and where is my loyal fold?

My king is the most silent, while England counts his gold.

 

Oh wind, transfer my senses, and bring them home to mother

And let her feel and think that my heart was never gone

Scatter my soul into the forests; make me drink my fill,

And back, let me hear one last time, how daddy the field till.

 

Deep behind my eyelids, I see my home - no case,

The scene was changing all the time, but not the place

Still I hear the ring of the bells, how I was loved its tone,

Its clear sound flowed like a river, in my soul deepest ground.

 

Oh God how I still love, the profundity of my home,

I remember and longing, how I slept in my small room

The setting sun sitting in state, on my father’s golden ears,

It breaks my heart, the notion, that I’ll never see them again.

 

All my lovely flower beds and forest tree’s so sinewy,

Never will I see them again, my cosy home since infancy

Never again will I admire, the far away mountains

Which were kissed by the snow-white clouds.

 

With their grand and lovely summits

Here in cold captivity, sleeping with heavy chains,

Between all the frightened attendants, which are only waits

Until I lay down in dreams, home in daddy’s garden,

 

Where I started my long way, where my voices spoke

Oh great Lord, I beg you, let me, when I have to sleep,

Feel my home wind a last time, at the pasture by my sheep.

Oh great Lord, I beg you, let me, when I have to expire,

See my mountains a last time, and my golden pasture.

 

No, this great voice was never known…


Alone in the Dark

 

 

Alone in the Dark, I would cry

Alone in the Dark, I would say my final good-bye

Alone in the Dark, I would cry

 

I held my hand over my heart

I though of my joyful earthly start

I could feel the pain of lose within my heart

 

Would I soon take a final breath?

Would I soon be overcome by death?

Would this earth consume by final breath?

 

All alone, all alone, all alone

All alone from morning tell dawn

All alone, all alone, all alone

 

I cried with fear, I cried with fear

But no one was there to wipe away my final tear,

I cried with fear, I cried with fear

 

The light was soon overcome as if by the dark of the darkest night

The dark consumed my earthly sight

The hope was God's loving might

 

Take me from this place

So that I will not have to face

My final earthly resting place

 

When will the darkness come for me?

When will the darkness take away all that I see?

When will I be saved by the powers that be?

 

Why was I left all alone?

Why was I taken from my home?

Why was I left all alone?

 

Where is the courage of my heart?

Where was this courage that was with me from the start?

Where is this courage of which we are all a part?

 

Will there be a quick opening to this empty dark door?

Will there be a dark shadow cast upon my floor?

Will love be no more?

 

But does not an evil come for me?

But soon, I shall be free

But soon, a love will come most Heavenly

 

The door began to open and only hate would be there

The judgement of man was so cruel and so unfair

They took away my clothing and took away my hair

 

They took away my hope, they tried to take my love

But my love would soon fly upon the wings of a dove

And so I would go to my Heaven above, my Heaven above

 

Into the flames, into the clouds, into the sky

And so it would be my final good-bye

And so my spirit would fly into the fullness of the sky

 

The hate could not hold my soul

The cruelty could not take my heart so whole

The Heavens above, so I did go

I come for you when the skys are blue

I come for you in the morning dew

I come for you to start anew

 

For no more am I all alone

For no longer is there the dark, for the darkness is gone

For now my name is of the light and my name is Joan


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