Elusive Is The Night Poem by Nightmist Moonshade

Elusive is this night,
when i lie awake
knowing that each minute passed
does sleeping not easier make

My tasks completed
into bed retreated,

And yet not a wink,
For though my body at rest my mind does ponder
And every moment thence i wonder
Will i ever fall into slumber's arms?

This it seems, as light fades to black,
to be unlikely, but alack alack
as eyelids draw to a close,
i sink into dreaming, sleeping's sweet repose