Sleep well and rise soon
For the moon is still shining
And while you sleep,
May we join you
On your bed of peace?
Father, show us
How to love when
Love is not received
No, we must stay
And live among the dead
Who pine their life away
On riches that our sleeping friend
Never asked for nor believed
Father, show us
How to love when
Love is gone to play
The stars they brightly shine
And I weep,
Your hands no longer mine,
For the Fall has come and sunshine’s gone
Only moonbeams light the way
Father, show us
How to love when love
In sleep must be
Oh, father and good friend
Sleep well and rise again;
And bring the sun with you
1 comment:
Beautiful ~ so obviously from the heart.
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