Oh masochistic spotty mind,
Will you ever unwind?
The rose scented pillow allows comfort
for my heavy burdens
I slowly
drift into the other realms
An eloquent finger
in my misty dream
closes my eyes with force
This same finger shushes
my mind into a still state of silene
Pure, blissful silence
At last I am in the
freedomland
The dream state
Nirvana
Has been reached