A Dream of Sleep

A place of speckless white
with all smiles, left and right
adorned with blooms pink, blue and red;
The clouds brought down to make my bed;
softened by petals of roses.
The healing elixir given in doses
by the best of heavenly damsels.
Oh! The touches thrill my manly cells!
Fruits, straight from the garden
none else, the Holy Eden.
Pristine water from the divine river
flowing through the hands of Giver.
A place sans needles and medicine
to heal my wounds of sin.
To numb my pain and weep,
I need this dreamy sleep…