Would that you unwrap me

Slowly winding off the dressings distressing me

While I drift peacefully, mind and limb reposed now 

Resisting my nocturnal nature 

Into eve’s restful comfort, then

With morning might pounce 

To repay you for eased night


If we’re facing East
Our eyes are at ease

The air’s unrestrained
The soul knows its name

Unshakeable faith
We will run this race

Breath is at rest
Refuse to get dressed