sleeper, slumber

by walterdoege

I’m being old…time passage is an universal one…at this point of my biography…at this point of my path…I try to sleep early than before, and wake up at sun set…its autumn, here where I live…this week was good, but so much work I did…some needed rest, the sleep…some farmyard week…some restfull nights…but just around midnight, I feel my day is just beginning…I like the night…I like the steeling stars…I like to hear the rain drops at the windows…I like the soften night, fairy nights…at night, just after sundown, my body and my soul arises…my will sets…and sometimes I can enjoy the night invitation to keep going all through the night…some reading…some writing…some get-together with good and rare friends…to stay closer to my dearests…there are many ways to stay together…space and distance are not matters…the love bond encompasses all…when I go to sleep nowadays…I chant silently ‘slumber, slumber, tonight…tomorrow is another brand new dawn…its all right’…and usually I fall asleep…no dreams…at sunset, I wake up…and the brand new day seems another dream…good dream… another day to keep on building a better world, lovely world to all peoples…to just stay alive…to enjoy any piece of time…love is in the air, and in my heart…am I a dreamer?