Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Dark Prayer

Praying by ~WalkWitMe


Now I lay me down to sleep
*
Fortunate in slumber’s grip
No wondrous feats to mock my fate
Warmth and pleasant dreams await

I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Where frothy cataracts flow deep
Tormented but forever bound
To blithely sail but run aground

If I should die before I wake
And leave no promises to break
In hoarfrost scrawls just scribe my name
The sun will sublimate my fame

I pray the Lord my soul to take
In forest glade or mountain lake
To freely roam, alone and sober,
Clepsydra thief and dreamscape robber…


* based on a traditional children's prayer

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