MYSTERY OF SLUMBER

Cushioned on my pillow
I know I shall slip away
deep slumber
here yet not here
my wandering mind my searching soul
drift to spheres beyond my realm
here yet not here
sojourning and scaling even daring
in action yet passive
what happens there stays there
I only bring back
a reminiscent sample
fragments of this and that
colours, shades, faces, voices and faces
a vague recounting of experience so vivid
because I was and yet wasn’t
do not hold me accountable
where I have been because
I was and yet wasn’t
I shall be back
amazed how refreshed
after a busy night
here yet not
and now I close my eyes …