Ever stayed up really, really late working on something to the point of exhaustion, and you pass out for just a few minutes, and when you wake up, you’ve got a second wind? This was from one of those nights.
In the silence
Heavy eyelids
Fall, but consciously.
Drifting thoughts
And mental notes
Escape — they now are free.
Waves of wind
Blow through my mind —
Brush away the sand.
Soul awakens!
Moments taken
Cradled in God’s hand.
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