I Can't Sleep

I cannot sleep, cannot sleep!
My heart does not ache
But like a funeral drum
It is beating slowly to my grave...

I cannot sleep, cannot sleep!
Where is the moon that shone
And the star that was my guide?
My eyes are not wet,
I have no dreams tonight...

I cannot sleep, cannot sleep!
Yet, the wind whispers
'Come and fly with me,
Over the highest heavens
And sleep tight, sleep tight! '

poem by Jane Quijano
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The House of Stone

I came, from where?
From the house made of stone...

My aunt Romana -
That whom you do not know,

When she had an accident
She stayed in the house of stone

To get well and recover...
But with a cutting tongue

Against my father,
She said to me,

'T'is a big house made of stone,
But inside here lives an owl! '

Where did I come from?
From that house of stone...

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Song of Warriors and Saints

Sing me a song
That could lull me to sleep
And make me dream
Of my dream before I weep...

For in my sleep
I may see again
Visions I cannot remember
At dawn when I was awake.

And when my skin is seared
By the scorching heat
Of day, my sweet dreams
And the song can heal the pain.

Sing to me the song
Of a courageous warrior
In the field of battle
That leads to honor and the grave...

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