once my eyes close and my breath levels
focus lost and the mind takes over
in that rest that peace that respite from daily ****
turmoil and hate expectations and turmoils
becomes a place where dreams are focused
on calming that inner doubt that hard
demand of other's judgements
that Eden like apple and a field of dreams
collide make
me whole again
and I wake , if I ever do , from Heaven again,
and try to get through
a day again,
until my eyes can close
once again.