The Sublime Sleep
...restless days fold into restless nights...
I reset my mind to unwind.
counting sheep seldom works for me.
recalling our memories,
my personal bedtime lullabies,
Forever seems to do the trick.
Bliss walks the path of our memories
She trampled our once Grecian Urn.
nevertheless my thoughts are alive
my mind meets the crossroads of longing and ease...