Morpheus calls me
with his soft velvety voice
diffusing instant alert.
I am tempted to surrender
to the mellifluous tentacles
of unconsciousness,
to the irresistible vortex
of silent darkness.
My hesitation to give up
is quickly neutralized.
My eyes are shut
by a higher force.
Like a jealous lover
Morpheus demands
all my attention
no chance to resist
he is always victorious.
What he is not given
spontaneously, he takes,
we ought to keep this in mind,
it is a guarantee to survive.
So here I am relaxing in his arms,
drifting off into dreams.
In Morpheus’ embrace
I explore the world of beyond,
I receive precious gifts
and answers to many doubts.
Health and beauty are
taken care of under the stars
veils are lifted, mysteries unfold,
every night pours out its gold.
And when the soft light of dawn
welcomes me back into Life
I only wish I could remember
the beautiful gifts of the Night
