You were sleeping in the meadow
When I cupped your cheek to
Awaken you
The valley has been deep
And the rivers wide on
Your weary soul
You have little knowledge
Of the powers that
Bind your soul
But leave that to
The hand of your
Maker who can
Still the storm
Within
You want to fade
Away in this
Meadow of
Dreams
But I only awake
You to tell you
The battle is
Not yet finished
You have strength
To offer to the
Weary of heart
To those about
To faint for fear
Of what's coming
On the world
Just a little while
My sweet child
Gird yourself
For one more
Battle
The trumpet is
About to sound
And your weary
Heart shall fight
The enemy of
Love once more
Then heaven will
Recieve your shield
Of valor
And..
Pain shall be
No more.

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