In sweet surrender,
to the quiet unknown,
where certainty slumbers
and pretense is unshown.
Night whispers its secrets,
solitude sings its calm,
welcoming the void
where emptiness is balm.
O promised Eden,
of silent, slow unfurl,
rest in slumber's cradle,
solitude to curl.
Fade into the shadows,
be cradled by the night,
while stars keep their vigil,
until the morning light.
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Author:
gray0328 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My Mom passed away peacefully last night ðŸ˜
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Beautiful!
rest in slumber’s cradle
be cradled by the night
Such beautiful lines in your stanzas. I am sorry for the loss of your mom. May she rest in eternal peace.
Thanks Cassie, I appreciate your kind words. At least she no longer suffering from the cancer.
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