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Sunrise, Sunset

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death    
I will fear no evil     
For You are with me      
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me      
        
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow      
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow      
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence      
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas      
I have been reborn, may Deja vu moments allow me to connect the comfort of my rebirth, in the recognition of its orbital earthly christening      
        
My Lord, prepare my temple as I wallow in the end      
Allow me to feel your assurance in the wind      
My Creator, I have faith, I have loved, I have birthed from the passage of my womb      
Embrace my discomfort in the height of pain, as I just ask for rest when time slowly looms      
Give me more days, my footprints to imprint the sand      
The strength to smile, as I continue this journey of self-love, hold me steady when I can no longer stand      
I am here, I believe in miracles as life and rebirth, in its salvation, an eternal Crown promised to every child, woman, and man      
        
My sacred soul, you will receive as the calling of the new Dawn, my Sunrise and Sundown      
From the satisfied seeds of my DNA, the lineage of my generations shall continue on      
The lessons taught under the matriarchs of my family, will always be the reflection of their mother's Psalms      
        
I do not know what awaits on the other side        
Draw solace to be a treasure among the skies      
They tell me the Pearly Gates, take that feeling with you each day      
Always find the time to pray      
I may not remember my voice once spirit asunder from my soul      
My Homecoming welcomed by loved ones of old      
        
I have the battle in me, when I get weary may my incantations still flourish from my mind      
When I close my eyes, I hear those Heavenly Chimes      
I was wo-man, unto man's rib, my body shall now commence      
The universal reward as you, become one with the wind      
        
For the time I learned from the cradle to cry, my feet upon the paths I have carried my cross to bear      
Upon my beauty, I have loved, and unto others, always been fair      
The birds I hear chirp        
Towering trees swaying in the breeze, my life cocooned in the essence of its humbled earthly worth      
        
Did I love and abolish the conformities of hate      
Bowed my head when unforeseen events thrown in the path of my fate      
Never strayed from my beliefs      
Tried, true, this too shall pass from the honor of salvation as my body grieve      
I can tell you no more pain, and tears shall be dried from the eyes      
My Creator, can you console my mind when I take my final breath      
From thy vessel, into spirit, into cosmic matter, a soul unto the womb time has never met      
        
This too shall pass, unto my Creator, I am asking you to remember my soulful confessions when the dust of my bones do not have the dialect for me to atone
Bless over me as the Angels harken to prepare for my Heavenly rest, my spiritual home      
        
I need your illumination to lead my soul        
Do I bow my head and say a prayer as God already knows      
He allowed my placenta to honor Mother Nature, as I have loved, given compassion, as a woman, mother, wipe tears as I have consoled      
Gave until my King, my love, and covet him in my beautiful rose      
The laughter in my child’s smile, the voice under my command      
A mother's love cherishes her life, her home, her faith, her wisdom instilled to carry on her life’s plan      
There is never an end to a soul, our reminisce is found in telling of our life stories      
Rebirth is only a higher existence, where you shall be gifted, in that in divine glory      
        
        
Keep your faith, smile, and may the Creator continue to keep you ..  
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Wise sayings often fall on barren ground, but a kind word is never thrown away.

Arthur Helps
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