SEED BED

SEED BED

I lay me down on a seed bed

To grow myself some sleep,

I put down roots

In sleep’s deep soil,

where all good things are stored.

And so I slept a sleep profound

which nurtured my deep soul,

for all Grace lives in a realm beyond

and we just ciphers here.

But here is there, and there is here,

there is no strict remove,

we inhabit the uninhabitable,

as above, so below.

Everyday we sow seeds of sleep in our garden,

and each seed blooms in a little snore,

to sing its song to a sleeping ear

and render all things clear.

For we are all God’s gardeners,

and our garden eternity is;

for what we grow will stay with us

as each cycle bears its fruit.

So pray as you lay on your seed bed

pray to be more asleep

so those snoring seeds of sleepiness

can grow you more awake.