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| Deceased my dream, a flower Wilted more each day Why have not I nourished thee? Afraid? no, apathy.
Not the weep of willow trees Nor the cry, "Macbeth!" It seems, though life resides in me, It only lends regret
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| In morning hours the villains came Our hearts decay, our children slain The future dim, God caused this pain! From Rachel's eyes, cometh a rain
"Elohim!" Israel exclaims. "I lost my son; are you to blame?" The Thunder interrupts the claim Rachel refuses all solace
But in the wild, a man proclaims "David is near; prepare the way" And now the angels sing to say "O Rachel, do not forget the Mane"
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| Although I did not invite Time, He came at my expense I asked him not to take me, But I've been with him since
Now not a child, I want to play, But he'll not let me go And so I pass the day with him, His friend, and yet his foe
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| Oh mourning child, lift up your eyes Why must your heart despair? So loved and free of plague and yet Still longing for Elsewhere
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| The dark calls out for Light's defeat The blazing sun draws up his strength Night's forces charge, the sun retreats The Earth grows cold; the legions meet
The battle builds, Night's forces spread The bloodshed stains the clouds with red The sun flees west, Night wants him dead Earth trembles, my heart fills with dread
The warring sun succumbs to night But first lets fly a ray of light The ray impales, the sky ignites! Earth hides her face in wondrous fright
In awe, I brace my quiv'ring feet Now Dark returns, the day complete I wipe my brow, my legs feel weak The Earth laments; the sun, he sleeps
Sunset Peter Penn | | |
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