She'd been ministered to by the Lord of the keep's physician
He could find nothing wrong, she refused to be awakened
As her parents were deeply wounded, fearing the worst
Calling upon their God in deep prayer, hoping he'd listen
She refused to stir, refused to wake, as they felt forsaken
No one knew the cause, she seemed to waste from curse
She'd loved, secretly, he'd gone to fight, never returning
No one but the pair aware, in their heart's alone burning
Sleep was a place to hide, in dreamland meet, until death
Sleeping until starved, never waking, nor ever to take another breath
“sleep is the most innocent creature there is and
a sleepless man the most guilty.”
