Minds fall away

Thoughts float astray

Our life and strife in tandem

They all exist no more

Views shift askew

Memories born anew

Our mindless dance in dreams is

The beauty of the sleep

Sense turns to dust

Worry starts to rust

Archaic and of no use

They all exist no more

Eyes closed to view

While souls see the truth

The wonder of worlds unknown

The beauty of the sleep