The 'Poem A Day' Project-Day 27 Poem by Flying Lemming

As you sit on the edge of awake and asleep
Before being aware you are where you are
And still swimming along and flying so steep
And floating round every star
Before you stretch and rub sleep from your eyes
There’s a moment where everything’s true
And even the fool can be the most wise
And peace is all that you knew
Not slumbering deep yet not fully awake
Just being here in a vague way
Still dozing still drifting still semi-unaware
That’s how I feel every day