Sleep

To sleep, to die that partial death Only to rise once more. Again To sleep, and in that sleep to know The Truth that is all life's full flow I close the soul to circumstance And cease to see into the world I turn my thoughts into myself And turn my sight to the unheard Darkness flits across my eyes Empty thoughts are floating by Rising from the nether-void I see my soul, still undestroyed A hand grasps forward, wracked by pain The Truth engraved is lost again A spark, a flame, is all I see Within these darkest depths of me This sleep, this death, is all I am Awake, alive, but hollow still I dream, but only as I am What's seen before me, I can't kill My mind yet floats, my soul is numb My life is gone within the sun That's caved into itself in loss That's fallen far, known not the cost The spark is lost into oblivion My soul is strewn, become all that I am The tumult of the sounds of all that's real Are lost inside the darkness's sole seal Below the threshold of my mind Exists the Truth that I can't find Below life's tumult, deep inside Into the absence, all subsides I'm gone. I've fallen through that deep abyss I'm lost inside myself, inside all this That never could but be Ah, Truth! You are all that I see When my eyes close And my mind turns Into the twisted sinews of itself