Poetry, Lying Down to Pleasant Dreams

“Why seek ye the living among the dead?”

When I wrap the drapery of my couch* about me

To lie down to pleasant dreams

I bequeath a drape to all who follow in my wake

A woven tapestry of loves

Color first love mother and wisdom

Color father correction and adoration

Brother love a colored mixture of love and hate

Trust is the color of sister love and so much more

The husband I have color him every color

The firstborn of his, blue

The firstborn of me

The second-born of me

The third-born of me

Color them every color and every hue

For they and the ones given me

Have brought the purest colors of love

God’s love outpoured, overshadowing and empowering

Has become the drapery of my couch

And you, my loves, have enabled me to

Return to you the tapestry you wove

The drapery of love

Beatrice J. Hesley

The above was penned in September, 1996. In June of 2007 I found this quote …

“In our life there is a single color, as on an artist’s palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.”

Marc Chagall

*Reference, W.C. Bryant, Thanatopsis

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