Silent night dark as coal
Bless the wandering souls
Whom travels without a light
And whom is all alone
May they find rest
As they gaze upon
Stars that glitters like gold
May the moon
Guide them safe and sound
Home to where they belong
May the rays of light
Ease there minds
May there dreams
Be but gentle
And free from suffering
May they hear
The moons gentle lullaby
May it passify
The creatures of the night
May they awake at dawn
To a world of pure harmony
Without any fear
For senseless wandering
This gentle prayer of the moon
Song by mothers
While fathers play the tune
May it bless
The restless souls
May the innocent
Wander into dreams
And gently slumber
Please guide us
You graceful moon
VOUS LISEZ
My Symphony
PoésieWelcome back. Last we talked about identity, today we are gonna talk about lifes symphony. Peek behind the curtain and once again, you'll see a tiny a bit of the darkness within my mind. Wether it be classical, jazz, pop, hip hop, rock or any other...
