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Within the templed moon I sleep
With waters
running beneath my feet
As sounds of clouds go drifting by
Somewhere below in dark blue sky.
My thoughts and memories
linger here,
Creating songs I can't quite hear.
As the mystic, mellow moon appears,
I sleep and sigh, with open ears.
Yet
why is morning far away?
And why does sun's light daily play?
Is there some one like a star
To reach and touch from
near or far?
Within the templed moon I sleep
Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I weep.
I hope the loneness lasts not long
As
I come to earth to sing this song.
J.L."Wes"Wesley © copyright 2000
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