When I am touched by tomorrow's rays,
I know I will need to stay alongside motivation
And plan healthy actions that are called wise.
Yet at night, there seems to be no end to time,
A realm I am fearless and filled with life in
Where there is no desire for sleep or drowsiness.
My eyes stutter between blinks and closed thought
Willing to sit still and let the mind wander.
For hours I am in a trance of lullabies,
Wondering myself what my soul is aching for
As I fashion dreams from memories of love's history.
