Poetry

Eloquence Of Sleep

eloquence of sleep

Dreamless sleep was like being lost in oblivion. But it wasn’t frightening or terrible by any means. It was a dark place that played like a lullaby without sound. It was a slow beating of the heart, contentment, free from thought or stress.

© Sarah Doughty

A small excerpt from Listen,
book 4 of the Earthen Witch Novels,
coming in October.

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20 thoughts on “Eloquence Of Sleep”

  1. Ah yes, silent lullabies. Interesting juxtaposition with “a dark place” to undermine the automatic association with ‘darkness’. I tried something similar a while back to combine sorrow and contentment within the context of moving on.

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