…though my body is wanting rest
a light inside my mind stays on
and so my spirit remains awake
i partake in the mundane in daylight
and wish to transition my reveries to dreams
when sleep should fill the night
but because my soul revels in its own realm
It knows not wake or sleep thus my days
and nights are indistinguishable
If only pain and anguish were the same
as comfort and peace or sadness with joy
or hate with love
If this were so, then i would always
want to remain awake and my dreams
would then be my reveries much like
when the osprey casts its silhouette
on the Moon as its beams kiss the Sea
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