Lay Down Your Head(Rondine)

Close your eyes, lay down your head
Still your soul and slow the heart beating, throbbing inside your chest Lounging across my inviting bed
I give you leave to completely spread
Your essence, body, burden, and godhead,
Here, now, when will you be able to rest?
What dreams will come?

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Lay down your weary head,
The future shows what's coming is best
Will I be made to follow like the rest?
But if you place your arms in mine, we'll place our heads together,
For in such sleep, what dreams do come
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Singular Lonesome Song

Not sure if I've said the words,
Or said them quite often enough.
But the feelings are there, counted.
Even when I seem angry or gruff.

Sometimes life is too weary.
This burden unwieldy, and vast.
Pain that's echoing onward,
Keeping injury after it's past.

I shouldn't be adding to your lot.
To do so's incredibly wrong.
It's simply that I can not bear it,
The singular, lonesome song.

So if you can, come quickly.
If not, whenever is best.
But when you do we'll leave here,
Take a break and then take a rest.

Writer's Block

The creative process slows to a crawl

My pen is limp in my hand

And…

Now…

I...

Wait…

And now with each word I scrawl

My brain starts to expand

The words begin to flow

Expanding at a faster pace

I allow as that my rest is done

It’s broken its terrible brace

I have lifted the veil and seen

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Race

Race

This breakneck speed, it never stops

A frantic, hectic pace

The crashing, clanking sound of the world

There’s a reason it’s called the human race

Where do we go when just need a break

When you need to just get away

Sometimes we all need a new look on life

A new prospective on the day

So we head for mountain, sand and shore

To relax and recharge and rest

But maybe we don’t know how to slow ourselves down

What methods really work the best

A change is coming carried on currents

Which way they blow no one knows

Just try to keep your head on straight

This world keeps you on your toes

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Safe Harbor

If tomorrow is all we have

Let us be content with today

When troubles light this world

And sadness is the safest bet

We all hold hands in sorrow

Our grief brings us together

We no longer strive for the future

We long to reach the middle

A safe shore, a harbor in a storm

A port until the way is clear

Tomorrow is miles away

Rest until 

The end of day