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Topic: Soul (07/13/06)
By Graycee Bishop
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Give my soul rest, God.
Enough; workers of iniquity, I can only bear so much.
My heart can not carry this, God, take it from me, the memories, the pain, the brokeness I cannot bear God.
Rest is what I seek, where can I find it? For it is not in my heart.
At night I lay awake, unable to sleep, night after night, my soul is troubled with memories, thoughts that I can not rid myself of.
Tears that I cry only hurt my eyes, they do not drown away memories.
If tears were memories, I would have cried them all away by now. Alas, they are not.
When my body forces sleep upon me, it does not come peacefully. Sleep. Dreams. Nightmares. Pain. Heartache. Then I awake, tears come. I weep, flooding my pillow with my bitter tears.
Oh God, I cry out in desperation. I wait. Nothing. I cry out again, Oh God, hear my cry, heal me! Warmth. Love. Comfort. I feel peace. I find rest, I sleep. I dream. I dream of love, I see heaven. I feel a hand, then another, holding my heart, rocking it back to sleep, Peacefully.
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