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Tepid Breeze, Lull Me To Sleep
Tepid breeze, lull me to sleep on this grass softer than hay; all the aches make my brittle bones weak, they need rest, not asking my body to wander away... And if I fall asleep, I would like every star, spotting me. to keep watch; and should the owls, hiding amid the shadows of the hickories, emit very scary and strange sounds and fix their vicious eyes on me, angels will guard me... No harm will come to me from those treacherous evil spirits, and by just invoking His Holy Name, it will prevent any attack on me; and my light can be seen from far, this light which strengthens me: and while praying alone, I will hear the fluttering of cherubs' wings... Tepid breeze, lull me to sleep, and without the lovebirds' song, something must replace that harmony when a sudden rush of fear: slowly and uninvitingly seeps into my throbbing chest... And would I let any noise spoil this peace, to allow distrust lessen my courage and let hope cease? I am endowed with the faith of the martyrs that evil men are afraid of hearing; come Satan, try to deceive me: the Holy Spirit will abide with me 'till my awakening... Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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