A poem for when you can’t sleep

This is Liminal.

I do all my best writing moments before I fall asleep. That was how I wrote this poem.

Lead me when I am asleep
guide me when I am awake

when I am between two states
let my mind kneel at the gates

to think with dreams a while
to bathe my mind in streams
of twilight and of dawn tides

then think of paths 
before and after eras
to melt like clocks 
to fall as words drop 
from 
          the 
                  page

these are the softest times
this is the stuff of prayers 
this is the realm of rhymes
this is the place souls roam and play

here will I sit with my self
amidst the flowers that rise from their bed
angling toward the light
waiting, wanting to be led


Original artwork by me, Eleanor Flowers, and my cat (see her pawprints?). 
'You are welcome here': Pastel on paper, 2023.
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