Come as the silence of night,
to soothe waylaid hearts.
Let them hear...
The rhythm of
their own pounding.
Cradle them...
And carry them
through every deep breath...
And every heavy sigh.
Assure them that the lull
between such forlorn beats
will never be prolonged
as long as there is a want,
and need
to hear and feel the next.
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 1:20 PM UTC
Come as the silence of night,
to soothe waylaid hearts.
Let them hear...
The rhythm of
their own pounding.
Cradle them...
And carry them
through every deep breath...
And every heavy sigh.
Assure them that the lull
between such forlorn beats
will never be prolonged
as long as there is a want,
and need
to hear and feel the next.
