when the day has made you weary with it's harsh exacting tolls
and the night is unrelenting with the demands it makes of you
and when sorrow takes your strength through all it's bumps and rolls
let your chambers bring you solace as you bid what's passed adieu
the mountains will watch over you; a sentinel of earth
cradling you in slumber and holding your gentle bed
the rivers will cleanse and bring a gentle rebirth
with dreams that are flowing from oceans to watersheds
the wind with all it's might will take you far from danger's way
blowing away everything that desires to do you wrong
the flame is a reminder of the dawning of a new day
and a light to guide you through into the dreams where you belong
because all the light you bring warrants kind and gentle rest
so no matter what tomorrow brings you'll be your gorgeous best
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 11:28 PM UTC
when the day has made you weary with it's harsh exacting tolls
and the night is unrelenting with the demands it makes of you
and when sorrow takes your strength through all it's bumps and rolls
let your chambers bring you solace as you bid what's passed adieu
the mountains will watch over you; a sentinel of earth
cradling you in slumber and holding your gentle bed
the rivers will cleanse and bring a gentle rebirth
with dreams that are flowing from oceans to watersheds
the wind with all it's might will take you far from danger's way
blowing away everything that desires to do you wrong
the flame is a reminder of the dawning of a new day
and a light to guide you through into the dreams where you belong
because all the light you bring warrants kind and gentle rest
so no matter what tomorrow brings you'll be your gorgeous best
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