B. I. S. C. Miranda Poetry
Sunday, July 2, 2017
...
Slumber...sleep, O somber soul.
Savor the sound of silent
songs of satisfying serenity.
O stop and sense the soothing
shade that salves the sickness
that settles secretly.
You're safe, O sweetness
of my spirit.
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