how sweet it is to sleep.
to bathe in darkness through the night
and rise refreshed when dusk uncovers the light.
to have a mind clear of debris—
an empty vessel full with possibility.
a yearn to stretch, to loosen tendons
and ligaments—
to withdraw a single breath from the ether.
to motion through a field of silence,
observing the beginning of each sound,
while holding the mind steady—
allowing a thought to drift by.
by K. Osei