Sleep
Slowly flows the evening in repose.
Softly life seeks its’ dark compose.
Silently they now repose.
Search, and in sleep, awake!
Seeking calm expose.
Simple thought shows
sleeping grows,
so doze.
sleep
Sleep
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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