There is a certain kind of sleep,

a dark, peculiar sleep,

a sleep of no dreams,

where time becomes eternity,

your soul rips away from your body,

and your cries are silent,

as they disappear in emptiness.

Neither Gods nor daemons

will welcome you,

only peaceful darkness,

for you have returned

to the womb of the cosmos.

And when you have awakened from that sleep

you have lived a thousand lives.

 

Fivos R Drymiotis 10/5/2005