by Susan Overbey

Created on: April 22, 2009

Upon still waters,
A silver light,
Shines from the moon so very bright.
From rippled waters, serenity,
Seem to call and beckon me.

Lonesome trees sing lullabies,
As I rub my weary eyes.
The stream it calls,
"Come here and sleep."
"Come live within peaceful dreams."

Beneath still waters,
I close my eyes.
Fears that were now subside.
Dreaming a dream within a dream.
I feel love overtaking me.

I awaken in my bed at night,
Still beneath the silver light.
Suicidal dreams subside,
I dream to live,
And not to die.

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