The Sleep Song
Alight is your fortress
To guard against the night
Your eyelids - an island
Unknown and undefiled
And though you'll awake alone
A sleep song will carry you
A shroud - draped in ivory
Unseen to those with sight
Your breath slows to murmur
As black winds pass you by
For all seen and heard...felt and learned
The four winds fill your dreams
With memories
Writer/s: Lindsay Phillips
