Ah Sleep, to drift upon a river of feathers,
Way beyond the snowy clouds and Earthly tethers,
Where fairies fly and elves dance in the dark forest,
We see with ivory starlight on our noble quest,
As we walk this tiresome road of endless woes,
Take heart that in our sleep is a world of rainbows,
So how much more than our sleep is eternal death,
An overture of respite from this world of tortured breath.
So when the dark clouds gather and the Sun goes down,
Leave this troubled world with a smile not a frown.
- Author: David Wakeling ( Offline)
- Published: November 22nd, 2024 02:53
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Comments6
Good write D.
Thank you so much
A most beautiful view of eternal rest stated so poetically in such a calm and peaceful manner
Thank you for your comments.
Smiling through the sorrow and the pain and at times even through seething rage, what fortitude and grace!
Yes indeed Fortitude and Grace.
Great write David
Thank you
You're welcome
Wonderful words David, keep on smiling.
Andy
Will do mi amigo. Thanks for commenting
I enjoyed the read, thank you
You are welcome.Thank you for commenting
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