I drink deep the sinking light, the silence that causes me to catch my breath and wait
for life to re-enter my being in the passing moments
while clocks tick and angels watch over sleeping babes and snoring men.
all while the sun sleeps nervously awaiting morning
if you’re near, whisper
my ears quake at the booming sound of nothing
it’s been a long road
feet relax beneath fluff and cover
and I wonder if I’m really home.
One thought on “Bedtime”
Lovely. Relaxing to read.