Monday, November 21, 2011


A reflection of love in rest
A connection with grace at best

Finer things in life cannot be found
Sweeter notes will never sound

Than your whisper in my ear
Stay here with me, be near

A surrender of my will unneeded
When a rendered heart is greeted

By the giver of my days
By the keeper of my ways

To places left untouched 
To places left defeated

Until words came to grasp 
My heart, my mind, my life

Replacing what once I called my sight
 Your voice, my sweet lullaby 

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