February 24, 2004
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I Do Not Sleep
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still - in each new dawn
(Sent to me by Carol, via Judi - Author unknown)
Comments (1)
Hey! My entry meant that The Passion of The Christ was mainly based on the beating of one person and I sat in the theatre for two hours getting beaten. It's horrible. So, I'm saying if you take out all the beatings and the torturing, there's actually no movie.
Nice poem, I don't get it though.
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