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Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Visits to myself long since oblivion
Though frequent are visits to the shrine
In deep sleep of nights, relaxed day naps
Stressful, restless, tired body and mind enter
Out to come free, energised feeling blissfully fresh
To handle again awful routine
Unwillingly to continue though
Troubles to open many times over
Vigorous attempt to unlock door
Angelic perception signs to calm mundane mind
Not knowing when I enter into deep sleep
I reside in the heart centre of my slumberland
Every time entering my Sanctum Sanctorum
This entry was posted in Poetry & Photos and tagged Awful, Blissfull, Calm, Door, Energised, Free, Fresh, Mind, Mundane, Oblivion, Routine, Sanctum Sanctorum, Sleep, Slumberland, Stressful, Times, Troubles, Unwilling.
