An Homage To Rest

Today I laid down to try and take a nap.

It was hard…but I did it.

Though I didn’t sleep much,

My soul rested in the fact that I acknowledged my needs.

I heard the whisper of my cues

And decided to take heed;

Decided that I was worth it.

That it didnt make me anymore perfect

To keep operating on empty.

Was lowkey starting to resent me…

But that’s another poem for a different day.

In this moment all I can say is that I’m proud.

My horizontal homage was a tiny step in mending my relationship to rest.

A tiny step back to feeling my best;

And for that…I am grateful.