Like wisps of clouds are hours of sleep
ephemeral, and yet saccharine sweet.
As darknessΒ piled on I began to sway,
with mind in motion as battle of waves.

And though the heart lapped with ease
I pondered on every rhythm and beat,
observed as moments grew austere
while gust outside roared loud and clear.

I reach out and chase hoping to achieve
if not enough then few hours of sleep,
As dawn swiveled on I began to sway
with mind in motion as battle of waves.

 

Photo credits:Β Pinterest

Posted for ‘Sanaa’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads

& Posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Pub