Good Night

The force draws me slowly

Slowly it takes over

Nodding away

Away, Away Only lulls me further

Into comfort in shutting down

Slowing down

The world becoming murky

The thoughts molding

Into one the softness of

Lines blurring into each other like

Watercolors blossoming on puddles

On the canvas of consciousness washing

Away the lights of awareness

there

In the darkness, dreams draw me into

Falling under dark skies of mysteries

Of soothing

Soothing…

Soo…

thing..

sleep