Sleep As This


Such rest there was, and dreams as this,
Are those defined as kinds of bliss.
For those dreams so long absent,
I often doubted my minds ascent.
The sleep that only comes with the onset of dreams,
Was likely one that I’ve seldom deemed,
Anything less than necessary.
My ignorance spoke, I did not see.
I’ve missed this sleep and did not know it.
I’ve missed these dreams and those below it.
Dreams themselves,and that, that they,
Were the ones we’ve wished to save the day.
In and out, and out between,
These dreams of nothing, and those we need,
Are everything we need it seems,
To speak of all, and all we’ve seen.

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