All our powers and prowess submit to the unknown,
We are very strong, careful and only indefinitely sure of whatever we be sure of.
Our timings only stand as ours for as long as our eyelids remain divorced.
Our frailty and uncertainties can be seen in the certainty of sleep.
No matter how hard we try, there’s a point at which there’s no beating of that last tick of the clock;
We know not whether we are nor what we are after that tick before our sleep.
Man is only man as long as he’s awake.
Until he either welcomes or unwillingly meets sleep, man thinks himself a wise one.
Where all of man’s worth, dreams and abilities hide or go when that unknown sleep arrives is why man ought to humble himself, be diligent and be careful whiles he’s yet awake.
For sleep is a sure master who captures and wields all our dreams, thoughts and hopes till we unknowingly return from that country of sleepland.
CHARLES SELORM DEKU 