4 am Experience
4 a.m. — my dear sleep was compromised,
I woke with a jolt, heart beating fast.
Tried to drift back,
But my thoughts ran wild, spiraling past.
I turned to music,
Grasped the tune,
Hummed along,
And let the rhythm fill the room.
Oh, my sweet sleep,
Where do you hide your grace tonight?
I close my eyes,
But my mind still circles, chasing light.
6 a.m. now — time to rise,
"Come on, lady, don’t be shy."
I breathe in deep, I soften the pace,
Build myself up with quiet grace.
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