Request

As I lie here, I ask you, mind,
not with an attitude unkind,
within you a quiet space to find,
and settle for the night.

Your energy is quite well-noted
I sense the ideas you have coated,
at sleep time, they make head feel bloated.
Could you please give up the fight?

I feel your willingness to make,
to jump through concepts, to create,
world, epics, plays, like William Blake,
yet nighttime now it is.

And though to you I may succumb,
and probably have a lot of fun
tomorrow body might feel dumb,
experience shows me this.

You're orbiting 'round Pegasi,
chanting its melody with glee.
And yet, it's 1:33,
and I'll get up at 5.

A yoga class has caught my feels,
you like the stretches on my heels,
so please I ask, defer your thrills,
I'd like to rest and sleep.

I'll kiss you all around good night,
will cradle you, gentle and light,
these verses just perhaps might
warm you up before dreams creep.

Oh yes, I know, we've shifted place
three hours forth the clock has phased
and body still feels in earlier space
Our ticks have not yet synced.

Yet habit happens through a will
I know it, yet I find it uphill,
how to preserve one's psyche still
when mind just loves to think.

My dear mind, I trust you so
I keep writing this, and let it go.
yet later, as you well know,
I'd like body to feel well.

And with last verse, I bid to you,
a hearty hug, a warm adieu,
your spirit is noble and true,
so I cast this sleep spell.