First you start with

f

a

l

l

i

n

g

but that doesn't last for long

for you are your own smith

creator of worlds from your own stalling

nothing coherent

just wings that aren't

visible or they may

just like a sun ray

can be any color you wish

oh the beauty of sleeping

is not anything but bliss

but there is a section

so dark and

b

l

e

a

r

y

One does not wish to stay long

they may have no choice

but even then

they'd wake up to a birdsong

no wrong would be seen

and then they could just sleep again