What is this thing that haunts me while i sleep..
It lingers too long and asks...
toomuchofme.....
My thoughts run over...
eachother.......
The couch holds my security..
withinit’sbend.....
Wake me before morning...
isnotwhatidesire
Restless sundays....
alwaysthesame
Put your mind away...
Set your dreams for a different day...
Your worries for better way...
Quit thinking about what you’ll say...
It’s not time to play... (dumb cat)
Take a deep breath.. Everything is ok.
No mind
No will
No arms
No breath
Think on Him and flowers and Love.. the cross and rest...peace.. rest... His eyes.. His hands.. His word.. Oh not too much for your desires will wake you again...
just sleep and rest.. sleep and rest ... sleep and rest... -khristen (Aug. 09)
I wish i could express myself like you do.
ReplyDeleteI noticed you said this is a poem you wrote a while back, but I can really relate to it!! it is very true, "Sleep and rest, and tomorrow is a new day...ALWAYS" Every day is new day, new start, and its a great feeling!!
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