Greg Budig 2020
Finally quiet.
My mind has stopped
its chatter of endless
questions and doubt.
I submerge into the
numbness of slumber.
Eyes closed.
Hands open as my
weary limbs stretch
suspended in space.
Vulnerable and alone,
resting in the silence.
Breathing deeply.
Hypnotic, measured,
cleansing breaths.
Rising and falling
in peaceful waves.
Time to exhale.
Mind set free.
Images blurred in
black and white.
To dream is to fly,
to search,
to wonder.
Passing time.
Hours lost moving
sweetly in the darkness.
Worries no longer
involve me, I am
exempt from life.
Set free.
Mind and body at
blissful rest at last.
Recharged, refreshed,
reborn, relaxed.
Peacefully adrift.
Sleeping.
Something so
simple but so rare.
To function, survive,
life's exhaustion persists.
Close your eyes and rest.
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