Like laying my head...

O Lord...
How cool You a river generates
In me like a flow
Of love...
So slow
As if You her sows
In my deep,

And me sleepy
Falls off
Laying as if
My head on her pillows...
Dream scaped
Such a day
You me bestows with
As if there is no end
To this sleep
This awakening
This singing
This ringing
In my tiny yet opened free
Of a heart...

O Lord
How me makes me new
As if songs me becomes
By You...

And me falls off
Laying my head...
On your soft
White pillows...


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