I close my eyes and wait for it to come,
It’s the final refuge for some…
The final shelter, the sanctuary profound,
From external cries, shouts and sound.
I relax my nerves And try to be still…
I wait for tiredness to cease and sleep to fill.
My heart – its panting does lessen
In an effort to unwind and loosen.
It comes slowly, almost quietly,
Sleep slackens my entire faculty.
It plunges my body into unconsciousness,
My face turns vacant and expressionless.
Sleep – an end to my awareness,
Light now replaced by darkness.
An end to a day of much vigor,
An end to my weariness and languor!
I become immune to any pain or pleasure,
It crawls up within me like a creeper.
Yes – that’s sleep, a deep slumber,
A welcome respite in rainy or hot weather!