Upon a time, a sleep seeker went out.
Silhouettes and strange bats were all over
this huge block of frozen darkness
Heavenly was selfish; stars were silent.
A voice called unto him; that empty chatter,
It begged to guide him through.
It was loud and mangled; dilemma was his only companion
Inside his head, and him alone inside a block of frozen darkness
His eyes were wide open, he could now see
But only fanciful images, embedded in his mind
It was a beautiful image, like a melodious lullaby;
that rode him far into this lost cause.
Upon a time he laid his head down;
Inside this block of frozen darkness.
But a light came around beckoning him out:
Out of this block of frozen darkness.
A poem by Tonny Wandella