Sleep a catalyst for the brilliance of the mind
Cradled by the cold vacant arms of the universe
Unfazed free of emotional trappings
A warmth borne from a succinctness in clarity
An unaltered certainty a numbing of mind and body
Nestled within a womb of one’s own energy
Reborn again, again, and again.
Crushed into a singularity
And then coagulating back into form
studying the weaving of molecules
All is empty and rejuvenated.
Born forth into the comfort of the unknown.
