A Sleep

A sleep - - - - - - Of all the sleeps That has been bestowed on us The sleep of an angle Charms me most And all others Either scare or lure more A day is born Followed by noon Even and night soon And my young heart Goes to sleep With many a dream worn Oh night quiet night What fault is yours? That should I thee scorn For suffusing so much dreams Purple, red, yellow and brown And lasting till daybreak Till dawn when awake Headlong I stumbled upon An object unknown Thinking to be my dream of love Not long long ago In my sleep came alone Dreams are wines Youth loves to gulp down But the hangover is known To have heart broken down Since then I have prayed God To bless me with the sleep of a baby angel Where calmness reigns, Holiness shines And beauty rhymes……..