Bedtime Story #27

The Night takes Flight Inside The Mind

  Above these Starry Shores—

Look!—Up there!—are All The Thoughts—

  Just Waiting, to be Yours!—

And there's The Dream You Were Last Night—

  Still Soaring,—all along—

As Sleep lies Waiting, with Curious Eyes—

  Hoping, to Write Your Song—

And the Day is Done,—what You've Become

  Lies Here, right on this Bed—

And All you Were, or Ever Will Be

  Is There, Above Your Head—

And Darkness Hides the Full Potential

  Of even the Brightest Mind—

And that is Why, we Close our Eyes—

  To Seek, is not, to Find—