The Real Deal

Eyes sticky shut don’t wake me from this slumber
Let me stay a little longer – make that a lot!
For I need to float around in my semi-conscious mind
I need to wonder and look and not be limited by the woken, somewhat broken, yet lovely, yet needy, beautiful world of mine
Let me stay and pause and explore and collect up hope and meaning to allow full breathing
Pressure and stress are waiting in the wings of my mind, jumping onto the stage of my brain just when I think that scene is done – it’s rarely done
Should I stop and review this mind-stage?
One might hope it is a dress rehearsal, though I would only want to relive some of the story
Alas and hurrah – this is the real deal, so let’s pepper the stage with resting places and lay still in the chaos

naomi sarah