Your Words, Your Way
At the end of the day, your words, your way
Now healing and sealing the wounds of your friends
Giving grace and peace to the Vespers hour -
We open your book and look, and read your joy
At the beginning of night, your words, your light
Through your verse rehearse the teachings of peace -
They are to us a healing waterfall of dreams
And then a covering warm with autumn-night stars
Now you sleep too; this soft blanket is for you
For your happy dreams, sweet and true, all night through
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