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Restless slumber

As he breathes next to me I hear him moving, frantic like escaping from an unseen foe,

‘Two weeks ago..’ he murmurs, soft snores escaping and the rustling of bedding sounding sharp in the silence,

The murmurs and sad wails continue, do I awaken this restless slumber, do I comfort this man,

What are dreams but a release from the prison we hold ourselves in,

Better to leave this dream to roam free, maybe this healing is meant to be,

Sleep and dream my love in this fraught filled night for reality will come quick with the daylight,

May the dawn bring you peace and your mind rest that those demons have now passed and are tucked up in bed.


Published by faithaugust

Clinical Hypnotherapist, mother, wife & grandmother. Sun worshipper and Spiritualist. Inspired by Art and the beauty of the world.

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