It is quite surreal
Just how you feel
Drifting off to sleep
Catching yourself
Floating away
Into a slumber deep

Beginning to dream
Drowning out noise
Into much quieter spaces
Lifting you there
On gossamer wings
To very faraway places

Sailing along with
The moon and the stars
Deflecting the time that goes by
Wandering freely
Where no one can see thee
Lost in the blackening sky

 

Originally shared August 2014
Excerpt from the book “Marrow of the Soul – A Collection of Poetry from the Heart”

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