Sleep
Not because of tired body or
of world-weariness
Do I often long to sleep.
It is not to turn the switch
off of my brain,
Or to change the scene of my
existence,
That I need to sleep.
To sleep is to cross into another
realm,
Where the subliminal kingdom
reigns;
Thoughts and fantasies, present
and past,
Meld into one coherent abstraction,
Diffused but definite,
Unhampered in its journey,
Unmindful of its purpose.
Give me an hour of sleep for
an hour of wakefulness,
An outlet for an anguished spent
state,
To reconfigure the map of the
life-journey,
To realign the compass of my
soul.
The creativity furnace of sleep
Synthesizes new visions and
new emotions,
New understandings and new energies,
Out of basic elements of existence.
Organized thought for too long
may smother the birth of
a new vision,
A dream has more power than
a thousand reasons,
Sleep is the unhindered flow
of fantasy.
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