Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Lullaby. 09.20.08


Do not think on the mess of today

Do not let it seep in.

Let it go.

Let it drift away.

Sleep, my darling one,

Sleep and dream of

Sweet things

Dream of beauty

Dream of green grass soft beneath your feet

Dream of fragrant blossoms whose varied colors glow vibrantly

Dream of painless days

Dream of kisses

Dream of God's warmth

Dream of goodness, truth and love

Dream of hope

Dream of trees swaying in the gentlest breeze

Dream of cool nights by the fire

Dream of good wine and better friends

Dream of laughter

Dream of what can be.

Dream of what cannot be imagined.

Sleep.

Peacefully. Sleep.

Sleep.

Quietly. Sleep

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