Going to Sleep
And now the long long day has left me tired,
May my wish be granted by the starlit night,
Like the hopeful prayers of every exhausted child.
So now, hear hands, relax from busy-ness,
Dear head, let go your anxious, fevered thoughts,
All senses now will sink into sweet sleep.
And, oh, my soul, unconscious voyager,
Now float beyond the earth on nimble wings,
Into the magic circle of the night,
Finding a life a thousand times more deep.
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