The City That Never Sleeps
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posted : Saturday, August 14, 2004
j0sh wrote dis poem for mi. and it means a lot to me.. thks josh.
O Heavenly Father, fold me close to Thee. I look up in Thy peaceful eyes to-night With naught in mine but an unreasoning fright, And nestle like a bird that would be free. Then, tired even of this, all wearily I shade my face from the too-dazzling light Upon Thy breast, and long if I but might Forever in this haven cradled be. Oh, what is there in the hot streets of life Whereon I wander that can give me peace, Or where can I lie down, assured of rest? Without I hear but noise and din of strife, The howl and wail and cries that never cease; Within, the stillness of Thy holy breast. |
tasha (:
