Something other than sleep

more like jumping into water of coolness.

Not dreamland, but renewal of returning,

more like the thrill of meeting someone new,

in the skin of an old friend.

Diversion from daily tunnels of thought.

When was the last time your bare feet felt

the smooth tile of the lobby?

The feel of breath leaving your body

an elevator going down

a return to the ground floor.

An entrance to rest.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2017

Photo from Pixabay