Tuesday, May 10, 2005

towards bed

I await my distant sleep
with aching bones and hurried feet
as if the nights already past
my mind has raced so very fast -
So many things have come to be
no longer are they here with me
though I held on so very long
My arms let go from all the wrong -

And now the memory comes near
and in the dreams so dark I fear
the light of dawn that rights the wrong
seems distantly so hard and long -
I wish I understood my life
but only this I know
that God above still knows my love
and I will always look above -

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