The Sanctity of Sleep
When in that dark space of overwhelming sadness, deepest grief,
an anguished soul pleads for mercy, some relief..
The compassion from others is consoling but brief.
One must savor the sanctity that comes with sleep..
There the subconscious mind in it's dream state will find,
those lost, those loved.
It's a heavenly sign.
While our weary world weeps with a death toll so steep,
one can lift up death's veil and find solace in sleep.
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