Here thee shall sleep the Sleep of the Damned.
Seek thy rest between sheets of cooling satin.
Slide into the embrace of fibrous linen,
Liquid smooth and firm.
To lay awake longing....
The Darkness beckons,
Becoming an ocean of blackness,
It welcomes thee into it's depths.
And embraces thy lost soul.
Seek out that which is shared and enjoyed,
Seek comfort, peace, and safety.
For in the road of Knowledge sought,
Be prepared to find more than thou truly wishes to know.
After an eternity of waiting, ever searching...
The shock of discovery, the thrill of joy.
When that which is sought,
Comes seeking in need of only thee.
When One who has what thou seeks comes forth,
Do not be hesitant to take what is offered.
For such is a Gift, one that once refused,
Will never come again.
