This slumber's been long and sweet
Tucked in a blanket of great cowardice
I am just a dreamer behind these linen sheets
Sleep's like opium to my weary bones
Seemingly a mute medicine, a cure
That quietly numbs my senses' moans
In oblivion I taste the honey-heavy dew* of rest
Unaware that in the stillness of my being
I decay and digress
This slumber's been long and sweet
Pressed against a mattress of the mundane
I am just a dreamer whose visions are vain
Please rub the sleep off my eyes
Awaken me to the love which death, it defied
Move my lethargic soul
Make it tremble
Hurl it to a worthy goal
Shake off an accustomed stupor
Stir up my heart
For what it's beating for
Interrupt this aimless dreaming
Greet me with the rousing heat of the sun
Like a new summer morning
*William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
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