In the cradle of twilight, where the day's embers fade,
A hushed ballet unfolds, as I enter the quiet shade.
Veins of consciousness unravel, surrendering control,
In the tapestry of dreams, a boundless, ethereal stroll.
The cosmic lullaby, sung by the moon's soft glow,
Guides me gently, where the subconscious currents flow.
A whispered sonnet of neurons, a serenade profound,
As I voyage into slumber's realm, uncharted ground.
The synapses twirl, a celestial ballet's embrace,
Weaving visions and whispers in the tranquil space.
The mind, a navigator through the astral sea,
Sails toward realms uncharted, where dreams roam free.
Suspended in the midnight's inky cloak,
I surrender to the unknown, where shadows spoke.
The boundaries dissolve, consciousness unties,
In the realm of the unconscious, where reality lies.
As consciousness wanes, a celestial farewell,
The senses retreat, in a hypnotic spell.
Ephemeral tendrils of awareness gently cease,
In the alchemy of sleep, time finds release.
Unconscious realms beckon, a nocturnal tide,
Where the mind, unshackled, in dreams doth confide.
In the cradle of night, where secrets keep,
I succumb to the enchantment of the unconscious sleep.
About the Creator
BrendonJoseph
Just someone who enjoys the artistry of life and literacy. Aimed to capturing the small intricacies often missed.

Comments (1)
I love the marrying of neurology and magic here - they are one and the same.