Amongst Sleep

I am conscious of the passing minutes which bind me to a sleep-filled night. I say to myself that restful hours are crucial, so that I may use the coming day wisely. I enjoy the anticipation of sleep and the snug warmth of the cascading bed sheets about my unrested self. Then in such moments, I look forward to the vivid journey of dreams, that I hope will accompany me through the darkness. I love the freedom of dreams and the many persona's I get to play. I'm no actress, yet in my dreams I play a perfect part: even as I fly in the twilight. Awakening in the night is not a rare occurrence, and I find my mind travelling past each dream like a slide-show. I sometimes envy who I am in my dreams: some of the beautiful landscapes I get to see. In day time hours as the rain falls down my window, I smile knowingly that such landscapes aren't so far away after all.