Immersion; repose’s respite

Mysterious equaliser beckons all,

Not e’en one tall achiever can run so

Fast that he, free, would not to exhaustion fall,

He’d shrivel by exchanging rest for ego.

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Not a commodity on which one could gain

Monopoly, something to be received,

Persuing it makes for a frustrating game,

Striving for the elusive win; misconceived.

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The translucent escape and dream’s adventure

Can only trickle in when loosely grasped,

Fickle flirt with unconsciousness is torture,

The parched, desperate beggar’s plea to God gasped.

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When the merciful flood pours into being,

The sleeper is defenseless but secure,

The tide is from day’s tension their heart freeing,

He gives sleep to both humble and restore.