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Purple Dawn


You led me over the ancient bridge,
     And I leaned on you
     More than you knew.


Now beneath the shimmering moon,
     I'll clasp your hand
     Until I understand.


Somnus* has bound the eyes of day,
And muffled her noisy throat
That I might sit in the glow
And think, and feel, and know.


Beneath the shimmering moon---
     A symphony of silence...
     Ah, God! What a night.

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*The ancient Roman god of sleep...

Written by Gertrude P. McBrown (1898-1989)

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