The Edge of Sleep

By Aarron Mondello

7/2/2018

On the edge of sleep I lay
In the twilight of this ending day
The room is silent, still and calm
The coming rest my spirits balm
Sheltered from the world outside
For a time I will reside
Deep within my conscious mind
All cares I shed for a time
As a foggy cloud rolls over me
I wonder briefly what I’ll see
I relax and let my eyes drift closed
Feel my breath begin to slow
The distant call of dreams arise
Bare me aloft beyond the skies
As my waking thoughts slowly drift
Phantoms many begin to lift
My mind above my sleeping self
Leave for now that mortal shell
And gaze about with growing wonder
Surreal horizons stretch off yonder
Past a point where I can see
The line that blurs reality
And separates self from the dreams
I plunge myself into that scene

©Aarron Mondello
7/2/2018


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