woke to a voice
it was distand, but distinct
it called my name twice
for an instant, I think
I rose from my sleep
as water might flow
lurked in the shadows
I was moving so slow
it called me not by earthly name
it knew my trespasses and shame
it sweetly sang to me a song
I thought it'd last forever long
caught in the light
taking my breath
it came for my life
the one after death
Oh the night is so cold
the day is dry and dead
felt the flow on my skin
"Welcome," is all he it said
so fetch the pitcher by the bed
pour it slowly on my head
and rid my mind of idle thoughts
I thank him for what he has brought
justly so
justly so
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