Fried brain
Tired heart
Come look at the night
The gentle sizzle of nerves
you felt as you dipped your face
Into the cool puddle
of purple blue indigo
Your worries lines dripped off
Again you submerge your face into the window
And your eyes search for a bright moon
But a bright moon isn't what we are here for.
Just feel the calmness,
Feel calm.
The sky Dotted faintly with ear stud stars
Tell you to Rest,
all planets,
even the ones we can't see,
are in His grip.
