Sunday, June 1, 2014

ST8: Untitled Poem on Sleep by Leolyn Louise Everett

After Maya Angelou's passing this week, I thought I would publish one of her great works for my 'Shared Thought' of the week.  I thought further on this and realized her great quotes have already deservedly flooded the blog and social media spaces this week.  Maya Angelou was a strong believer in sticking to one's own voice.  I therefore chose a poem I came across this week that seemed most in tune with my current voice.  My daily routine is somewhat in flux right now, and sleep cycles do no come as naturally as before.  This piece helped calm my mind and heart as I attempt to establish again a regular sleep cycle.

Peace, peace, thou over-anxious, foolish heart,
Rest, ever-seeking soul, calm, mad desires,
Quiet, wild dreams--this is the time of sleep.

Hold her more close than life itself.  Forget
All the excitements of the day, forget
All the problems and discomforts.  Let the night
Take you unto herself, her blessed self.

Peace, peace thou over-anxious, foolish heart,
Rest, ever-seeking soul, calm, mad desires,
Quiet, wild dreams--this is the time of sleep.

--Leolyn Louise Everett

Source: Various Authors. 1910. Sleep-Book: Some of the Poetry of Slumber. New York: The Watkins Company.

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