Inner Space (Poetry)

Between sleeping and waking
    a warm spirit ocean
        suspends realization
            the cradle rocks peaceful
                the hand of an angel
                    is guiding my journey

                    And comfort seeps through me
                the notion so soothing
            I drift on sensation
        and let it flow freely
    refresh and renew every
thought and emotion

Day looms a grey island
    faint on the horizon
        its sounds filter soft
            while currents tug forward
                I’m drawn to that harbour
                    the boundary crossed

                    Aware on the shoreline
                my body drags heavy
            my eyes find the light
        and life has me wishing
    I need not surrender
the solace of night.