The Wave

Its time to sleep Tucked under deep A place that we can treasure A human pass time pleasure A time where the body mellows in stillness A time for the mind to wander Upon daytime ponder A private place that we cradle Some thoughts feel so fatal Mocking a movie scene Your dreams Of unrealistic views While you’re under a snooze You wake with shock and confusion It had to be real not an illusion Then fall back To what you know The peaceful sinking To logical thinking Low Ebbing breath Off you go So slow Toward your trance Into your sleeping dance Its time to sleep Tucked under deep Without a peep Embraced