Go deep
To the Eternal well
When you sleep
Bathe and cleanse yourself
Of all the troubles or pain
Of which you nightly weep
And bring back a drop
Of its essence as
Morpheusthe Greek
Bades you goodbye from his dark and
Mysterious keeps
Use it to purify and sanitise
Your old and eternal soul
It's how you'll forever win
As you slowly grow
Old
Copyright John Duffy 2019
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