Inner Sanctum, by Albert Ahearn Subscribe to rss feed for Albert Ahearn

While half of humanity sleeps
And their normal noises desist:
Those raucous rackets I abhor
Give pause for mental pleasantries:
Sustaining thoughts can now linger
Long without any distractions,
Melodious sounds of silence
Can soothe my psyche once again.
Oh! If they could sleep forever
I would have no need for slumber
Unencumbered by fantasies
Of the mind sought only in dreams.
Lo! Those intrusive sounds I hear
It’s what I feared: they have wakened.
Posted: 2012-12-21 18:23:42 UTC

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