The Act of Sleeping (a poem)

At-Home, Depression, Home, My Poems, Poems {Going Quietly Sane} 1 Minute
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Image by -= Bruce Berrien =- via Flickr

the days of late have been quite enough for my heart, mind and soul to keep up … and so…

I was

drifting off to sleep,

taking an illicit nap in the middle of the day,

when it hit me.

I have always loved the act

of sleeping.  It is a thread

that holds my life together, connecting me

                     to health,

                     to sanity,

                     to strength.

It is safety, a place I have run to all my life.

For life is full of danger and pain.

Life is sometimes more than I can bear.

I do not know if there is anything

I enjoy more than sleep.

Published by Melody Harrison Hanson

I’m an over thinker and incessant seeker. I’m grateful for God’s grace. I write poetic thoughts and offer original photographs. I hope you will stay and read a while. All photography and words are mine, unless noted. Find me on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram.

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