They say it happens
Slowly,
And then all at once.
You struggle against the day,
Fight past the shadows spinning round the room,
Tie up your busy things, far away.
Turn to rest,
As hard as that sounds,
Close your eyes,
It’s all okay.
The day is over. The day is won.
Forget the parts that made the whole,
Prepare to rise the next day,
Better.
Close your eyes
Slowly,
And then all at once.