as Scripture has given
some so feared death they'd forgotten
about living
join me easily
the moment is calm
peace grows increasingly
soothes as a balm
forget the worry
over what you don't know
there's no real hurry
to be where you must go
we'll be the night itself as it goes
for where or when one never knows
Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.
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