did you sleep?

how many sheeps did you count?

how many turns and twists did you take?

in the night as dreams and drama what overcame

your soul as you reached for a cover?

what did the breeze mean after 2 in the morning?

as the rain entered upon the window

i quickly woke up and then turned over

and got back to a world that didn't have a ending

until my alarm clock went off and yet I don't have one

but the rhythm of time and numbers comes to me

and I rise up and settle in on a new day

and the next time I will sleep and explore

new territory and life sometimes is just a

dream away