Come Forth, O God Of Sleep

Day’s King has departed long since;

Dense is the darkness now,

Drenched is the night;

O Deadly Death’s first cousin,

Descend on my dreary soul,

Drive the niggling pain away,

Decree it the desired rest!

Life has stolen my last summer,

Compensating with a longer winter

Designed perhaps to decipher

My fortitude and calibre!

Tougher has been the battle since

That’s drained my ebullient spirit,

Forcing on me insomnia infinite,

Distancing my fond dreams awhile!

Come forth, O God of Sleep,

Lay me in your soothing embrace,

To restore my fatigued body,

Rejuvenate my fretted soul,

Infusing in me bountiful intensity

That’ll last until my last breath.