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Oct 2017
O Sacred Morning,
I long for unwaking’s sweet embrace
Elusive are dreams unfinished, sorrowed
And lost

Pray thee return dark slumber
Restful limbs abandoned, worry on the make
Harken back to sleep, dear one,
my rest not yet complete

I must cease my busy mind and calm this weary body
Sleep still, sleep again
Not yet…
For the sacred morn.
Written by
Keith Frantz
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