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I have no title for this. I can't seem to describe what this feels like to me.

Speak softly, whisper sweet,
soon dream of gold and silver stars.
Breathe slowly, breathe deep,
held close in warm and loving arms.
Murmer gently, release a sigh,
your troubles left outside the door.
Close your eyes, calm your mind,
here's respite from all cares and woe.
Prayers sincere, prayers of love,
lift to Glory on white-tipped wings.
Peace drifts in, Heaven waits above,
embrace the solace that it brings.
Accept your blessings, let faith abide,
share in His gifts, His Word, His might.
Believe His promise, stand at His side,
walk in His grace, shine with His light.