My Sleep State Poem by Justus Cyril E

Full of sweet dreams,
and health,
and quiet breathing.

I lay awake in my sleep like a Tree
Neither old nor young,
but with a shady boon,
I kept sprouting...

Within this green world will i live;
To exist in a clear rill of my self made coven

From my dark spirits, Comes forth A Pure SOUL
From my World of UNREFINED drive for KNOWLEDGE
I reach forth to the sun, the moon, and even the STARS

I find solace in my THOUGHTS
As I imagined a resting STAGE for the mighty and the dead;

Now I am in a CROSS ROAD

As I seek to purify my SOUL
With An endless fountain of immortal drink

The word and light that I perceived...

Into my WONDERING SOUL...
it did SINK..

This is MY JOURNEY and MY PATH
As i Awake from a dream while still in
A SLEEP STATE