If suddenly our sleep was taken away
Would our bodies still be able to live in a dream?
Having the energy of welcoming a new day
Without ever absorbing another night’s sleep
If suddenly our vision was take away
Would our eyes still capture its memories?
Of imprints of beauty that came our way
Without ever having another chance to see
If suddenly the beating of our hearts was taken away
Would our hearts still be able to find a way to live?
Would it be able to still exist through the love it embraced?
And how much left it had to give