The night closed in soft and sweet
like a blanket of native wool
stars began appearing brightly
as the horizon lost its glow
coyotes howled their songs
announcing the night to begin
and Ones mind filled with the sacred sighs
of life bringing the day to its end
and it said:
Rest little child for the dreaming will come
and your mind should be clear with peace
savor the lessons you learned today
for tomorrow will bring a bright new lease
The moon lite up the land with light
casting shadows everywhere
eyes twinkled from every dark corner
to see what all there was to share
an owl spoke out its wisest thought
as a raccoon scuried by real fast
and Ones mind filled with the sacred sighs
that not a single soul ever finishes last
and it said:
Rest little child for the dreaming will come
and your mind should be clear with peace
savor the lessons learned today
for tomorrow will bring a bright new lease
Drifting between the soft cool night
and the colorful sighs of the mind
you can hear the songs of angels
easing the tensions throughout humankind
so hard the lessons are to be learned
yet the One never worries at all
cause Ones mind fills with the sacred sighs
so the many different parts stand together tall
and to all it says:
Rest little child for the dreaming will come
and your mind should be clear with peace
savor the lessons you learned today
for tomorrow will bring a bright new lease
by Erik Tyme 10-8-98 |
