Slide deep under your covers,
Letting the warmth cover you,
Holding you like soft,
Familiar arms.
Take a breath in,
Slow and unhurried,
And let the exhale melt the tension from your brow,
Your jaw,
Your shoulders.
This moment holds no demands,
Only rests,
Only quiet.
Notice your mind,
Still buzzing with the residue of the day.
Stories replaying,
To-do lists looping,
Old worries knocking at the door.
Let them be there,
But observe yourself standing a little apart.
Just notice them,
As if watching tiny clouds drift through an endless sky.
Now,
Breathe in again,
Slowly,
Deeply.
And as you breathe out,
Imagine those thoughts floating gently away,
Softened by your breath,
Dissolving into the hush of midnight.
Bring your awareness to your body,
Feel the weight of it,
Real and grounding,
And then let the crown of your head soften.
Let your eyes grow heavy beneath closed lids,
Feel your shoulders drop further,
Relieved of everything that they've carried.
Sense your arms resting loosely,
Your hands open and warm,
And then feel your chest rising and falling,
Rising and falling,
Steady as the quiet tide of night.
Let your belly be soft,
And allow your hips to sink,
And your legs grow heavy,
Then still.
Feel your feet warm and relaxed,
And listen inward.
There is a quiet beneath your thoughts,
An ocean floor untouched by the waves above.
Rest there now,
Be still in that deep,
Secret calm.
And if thoughts come,
As they often do,
It's okay.
Greet them kindly,
And then guide them to drift on,
Again and again,
Like turning a gentle page.
Whisper inward,
It's okay to rest,
It's okay to let go,
Held by the quiet of midnight,
Surrounded by the hush that lives beneath the noise.
If thoughts wander,
Return to the tide of your breath,
Sleep waits in this quiet,
Like a gentle friend.
There is no rush,
No wrong way,
Only soft surrender,
And the comfort of a mind who knows how to rest when the world falls still,
And let yourself ease day,
Beautiful.
