soft and calming
drowning
and drowsy
lulling in sleep
dreaming in peace
no harm does come
in my fragile state
where i am pinned down for the night
and dream whatever comes to mind
totally at the mercy
of my imagination
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, unfortunately (or not) we are all totally at the mercy of our imagination.