When the lids become heavy
and the eggs turn a shade of red
When images turn blurry,
and well pronounced words become nothing but muffled sounds
When legs suddenly lose the feel and turn terribly heavy like lead,
and shoulders, no matter how squared, fall
when focusing turns to mission impossible,
and balancing between consciousness and the converse seems almost incredible
When the past, present and future all merges to one confusing moment,
and all one can see is the bed, 'Le lit'
Then my soul Will say, silently to the world around,
and loudly to the me within
..........tis time to SLEEP!