Sleep begs

      Still even after I lay my head down words still
tumble down through mind into voice. Oh how a
quiet whisper states a kind laughter.

      Blue eyes burn. Holding off the distance
of a thundering demand. Still I am seated upon
covers. Unsure as to relax well enough to just allow
sleep to overtake.

      Hmm. I wonder about how I could have been
different today. Even those moments where I was
seen in a special light.

      Currently the only light I hope for is Jehovah.
Carefully attempting sleep once more. The head
nods. The paleness is curled. Cottons and lace
become the softness I needed.

       Leaning my head back further I hope for some
answers in the early hours of the morning. Still I
cannot demand, only hope.

        Now saying good night. Turning curves into
covers. Praying that the pullings of the morning settles
well. Until then I must blink.

       So here you are listening, waiting. Hoping to
see if any changes have taken form. Hmm indeed
some have. Which ones? You will see soon.

       Here the numbers roll and the silence becomes
laughter..

       Indeed a moment of sudden jerks. Yes I must
go to sleep for a short period. Hmm.

      Please, dear friend, rest for tomorrow may
bring such joy.