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Now I lay me down to sleep.....
sleep woman and enter
a State of Grace
for you see dreams are of
what we are made
Here you lie, a forgotten breath
within this place of dreams
I am a Nation
or am I but a seeker
in the void?
Jew or Arab
I am neither and
I am both
What difference to this place
I come to every night?
This place I call my own, is yours as
well
Here in this dream state
The color of your flag is but
Symbolism
in all its splendor
Here archetypes battle on the fields
and
images of who and what we are
become confusing kaleidoscope
visions
within the dreamscape of our nightly
journey
to a State of Grace
This place where I sleep
Therefore I ask
Who is the rightful owner of this
country?
And in this dark place of the sleeping
sun
where does he lay his head?
In this country behind the veil of
light
we are free to roam at will
In this place of rest
I lay my head
Now I lay me down to sleep.....
At the endings of the day I leave in
wakefulness
the struggles in my life
Here at the doorway to the night
I pull the blanket of sleep over me
and
Awaken to a State of Grace
by Basima Farhat
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