Take Me Home
Take me home through wooded roads
Silence, Oh my soul
Lead me surely dying moon
Mirrored in whole
Sing of silence in the peace
Softly spoken verse
Bathed in the gentle glow of life
Heart quenched of thirst
Set apart from a troubled world
Silence of the night
In your hand resides my hope
Held to the light
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2010
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