Early morning post

           Settling down in this late crazed morning coolness.
Opening a prayer of softness. The hopes of some sort
of sleep to rock my mind and eyes to sweet lullabies.

            Sounds of an erratic heart rages inside my
temples and ear drums. Carrying a thrusting tune.
Ah how the slowness of time seems as though not long
enough.

          Shh I say to myself. Just stop thinking, reading
long enough to exhale deeply. Exhausting the
overworked brain into a mode of soothing.

          The fondness of a warm cocoon engulfs the
eyes but still the mind is jolted awake. Oh just breathe.
The intake will find the routes to dispense. Then the
soulful muscles will relax from their tightened regimen.

        Laughter rings true inside my memory. A tenderness
that echoes and demands attention. The motions
expressed in a viewing fall open and allows the spirit
to take control.

       Still ever alert but just resting so the day break
may arrive. So then the soul may feel the ability to
work, function in the crazy secular world.

       Now felt is the emotion, the reaction of weariness.
Not exhausted just the necessity to finally fall
asleep for a few, precious hours.

     Descending into a whirlwind of words the eyes close
and the smile sits as the colorful room slides into
grays and sleeping dreams.

     So dearest friend I hope you rest well. I pray that
the when the day arrives you feel refreshed, energized
and ready to help all that approaches you for a need.

     Now I say good night to the two am bells. The
soothing whispers of nighttime thoughts and the opening
of memories intertwined with dreams. A sigh indeed.

     A smile found. Good night and good morning my
sibling.