My pillow felt like a silk covered cloud,
I was deep in my bed so warm,
Everything was so quite that my heartbeat was loud,
I was free from the wreckage of life's cold storm.

I picked up scents of toast and heard the clink of tea being stirred.
I changed position in my heaven spot, and pulled the soft quilt over my sleepy eyes.
So much was going on downstairs but lying in a ball in bed is what I thought I deserved.
I wouldn't get up even if dragons and fireballs were falling from the skies.

I turned and stretched and I yawned and I sighed.
But I couldn't stay sleeping as much as I tried.
That was it, my moment was gone and I was awake,
Wide eyed and ready for only God's sake.

You see, I could have stayed all day in bed, but something really bugged me.
I was aware of my prayer and I knew I had to pray.
I had a knot tied to my neck, a knot I could not see.
The only way to untie this test was for me to say.

The name of my creator, His name would free the weight.
For this lovely sleep of mine had made my prayer late.
I dragged myself out of my cloud and brushed off all the illusion.
Shook the dreams right off my back and went to make ablution.

I prayed, I bowed I stretched my bod.
I raised my hands and spoke to God.
The knot was sorted, I felt at ease.
From my bet I aborted, to get down on my knees.

Comforts can blind me, but God will find me, If I snap out of my zone.
I can only be free, when I can finally see, I'm really never alone.
The fact that I pray 5 times a day, keeps me on my toes.
I stay connected to the One who created, and that's the way it goes.