Sunday, May 15, 2022

To Sleep upon the Snow's White Field

Asleep in deep repose, in the glory of your fine bed
No more energy to spend, so you'll now slumber instead
I heard you breathe, soft, and unsteadily, the sound
Watched you dream serenely, upon a snow white ground
The great queen of the morning, the princess of every night
That heart beating proudly, your being composed of light