To dream — NaPoWriMo Day 21

Sleep enabled this:
falling, falling, falling,
– hardly a sense of
air streaming by. Yet,
the sensation is clear.

No Earth ascends, just
darkness — darkness

Lulled even deeper,
no one notices, even
if the sleep lasts
beyond what a body

Somehow, it feels just
like one might
expect: falling,
falling, falling.

To wake up before
on’es time would be
an interruption –
perhaps unforgivable.

To break a fall
such as this would
be to counter the
natural order. Divine

To simply fall, and let
sleep have her way is
to live — live for the
grace that is her


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