Feeling quite relaxed as
drowsiness consumes
the every curve of being
inside these bones one
posseses. Sleep the ever
comforting friend has once
again returned to tuck you
in and kiss you on the
forehead like a mother to
her child. As sleep envades
you feel relaxed and ready. And
as is takes you, all of the earth's
subtleties seem to be vanquished
behind the closed eyes of sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem