DREAM

After months of rush,
when things begin to slow,
my head gets heavy
from the exhaustion
and undertow
of endless commotion.

My body begs sleep,
starved for the deep bliss
of stillness and restoration;
falling deep into
the invisible clouds
of the impossible
with stretches of
imagination.

My thoughts frayed
and memories split,
I won’t deny myself
such a gift.

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