where i usually lead my self is a place i don't know.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
and i slept
from a distance, i can hear a mother
singing a lullaby, can you stay that way
and sing for me for a little while.
i am but a stranger wandering the night
bless my soul with your balming voice.
pour on me your kindness
and let me sleep upon your feet,
just for the night. just for the night.
i walk slowly, nearer you
let me have a closer look of your calm face
let your song give miracle to my weary soul
that it might be healed, and renewed,
and then i can go on with my long journey.
for i am a stranger and tired.
let me hear you sing please,
i'll be sitting upon your feet and rest my
labored body, just for the night, just for the night.
now i'm sitting upon your feet,
and you motioned me on your lap,
how kind of you, but you don't know me,
"you are my child" you said, "you were lost for a while
and now you are back, i have been with you,
i have never left you, i am just waiting for you.
come and i'll sing you the song i used to sing
when you sleep."
"just for the night?" i said.
"tonight, and the nights to come." you said smiling.
i have slept.
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- Cyrella Racemiflora
- once in a while you chance to meet people from the inside universe of their own.
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