Rest
This place of letting go
and entering the space
of being
the great – I am
the slipping into slumber
the trust that you will
return even though
you have handed over
full control
to this unseen force
unseen
but restorative
you yourself
hidden from the world
deep undercovers
far from consciousness
tapped into the source
recharging
wandering around
somewhere in the
universe in a field
of bizarre dreams
that make no sense
but may portend
a breakthrough
a creative burst
a warning
of beautiful things
to come
© Tanya Southey
#52words52weeks
