To sleep to sleep one needs ones sleep
How a body needs its rest at best
But my soul at night decides to travel so
And pass ever so far away another test

Dreams are but dreams but austral trips
Has one wake tied and needing sleep more
We sleep to rest and to rest at best  however
Souls travel speed of thought to another shore

I blamed awhile the fan blowing what we exhale
Carbon dioxide not good to breath at any time
There must be ventilation open windows oxygen
Flowing through room fresh and pure ever fine

But then I wake memories of where I've not been
For when the body rests it travels far far away
Often due to this it brings back poetry and song
Of things of tomorrow things of distent yesterday

The best inventions with soul gifted intentions
Have over time come back when it does return
But to rest to reat a body needs to pass a test
As the candle of life continues so to burm

Oh over active soul you educate a mind from afar
As within it expects the best to do the things we do
It has such ongoing energy wisdom found in travel
But a body needs its rest at best to carry on its true

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018