Sleep

AI Generated by Amanda Boer for this poem. 1/4/2022

When the wanton watchers wake

when the bounding soul does break

Yes, when the day drifts light to eve…

when the daylight Fae do seethe….

Dream dust comes for one and all

fight as may, but you will fall

Hazy clouds consume your mind

look for help, but none you’ll find

When the dream dust fills the air

your mind dissolves with naught a care

Seen world frays and slips away

and now in dreamworld here you stay.

Dream dust comes for one and all

running is useless- it will call

So walk in brilliant, do not shake

do not cower, quit or quake.

Let it find you, cleanse you, bind you

rinse you, dew you, then undo you

shimmer, simmer, tantalize

touch in ways unrealized

Breathe in deeply, let it keep

Praise the glory that is sleep. 

-Amanda K. Boer