"E-L-I-J-A-H, REST!"
by Eva

Silence, pain, fear,
Who can understand?
Alone!  Does no one hear me!
Sleep, to sleep the sleep of
Forgotten dreams.
Weep!  My heart weeps! 
Who can comfort?
Tired!  L-RD, please take me home!
Then a voice, a still small voice, deeply Embedded within a wearied soul whispers,  
"E-l-i-j-a-h, rest!"
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