Sleep
Can’t sleep
I n s o m n I a c
S o I c o u n t s h e e p
Or Meditate
Sleep comes
Deep sleep
Vivid dreams
Illuminating the past
Sleep is
A way of escape
A welcome rest
A window on eternity
Sleep means
Shutting down senses
No more seeing hearing
Tasting feeling or smelling
Soul sleep means
Partial death
Temporary death
Total resurrection
Signum crucis
Protection against
The unknown
Evils that assail
Sleep on, my soul
The end is nigh
Spring follows winter
As day follows night
In the immortal words
Of Julian of Norwich,
’For all shall be well
And all shall be well
And
All manner of thing
Shall be well’
Shall be well
Shall be well.
©2009
James Hart
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