Sleep Poem by kipsang kerich

Sleep



to the valls unseen
and the hills at ease-
my mind’s flight,
in time of rest-
to put to test,
all it’s Fancy Arrest.

sleep thee,
or wander still,
to the world unknown;
seeking to discover,
if rest
be best.

Monday, April 27, 2009
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