Showing posts with label Spiritual Healing. Show all posts
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Saturday, August 16, 2025

Life Lessons Series: The World Can't Touch Me In My Sleep – Onika L. Dainty

 

Life Lesson Series: The World Can't Touch Me In My Sleep – Onika L. Dainty

Life Lesson #13

“The World Can't Touch Me In My Sleep” – Onika L. Dainty


On an island far away from the deep darkness of life, where the sunshines bright, it touches my brown skin and makes me smile. I stay awake a long long while until sleep finally catches up with me, the world of deep darkness creeps in and I sleep, at first faintly, then deep because the world can’t touch me in my sleep. 


My mind screams loud of past transgressions, past indiscretions, past loves lost like hidden treasures, an ocean away, the bottom of blue waters I drown and float, I drown and float. My troubles for today fade in the quick sand but still pull me under in the depths of a world where I wander. Dream bittersweet dreams of life as it seems to pass me by. I sleep, I sleep for days, depression captures me so I stay underground for a little while longer for what I have always known to be true, though grey skies or blue, the world can’t touch me in my sleep. 


Surrounded by azure waters that touch a clear cloudless horizon I take a deep morning breathes as I try and try to rise but sleep pulls me back in telling me that its healing power has only just begun to repair the over-wrought, overrun, overwhelmed and overdone mind that has always been mine. A mind that worries too much, a mind that spirals out of control in a single moment then goes so slow I can’t move, though I can still think of the troubles that sink my soul in a place filled with beautiful scenery. I still must close my eyes for a time because  no matter the warmth I feel I can still feel the cold. That’s when I remember that as I lay down and slumber the world can’t touch me in my sleep. 


After days and days I rise, surprised to see a sunrise that looks different than before. My mind has healed, I can touch, I can feel the sun on my brown skin once more. On an island far away, I look to the heavens and pray saying thank-you Lord for blessing my mind with divine clarity once again. Through highs and lows, grey skies and blue, lost treasures I will remember what’s true, just close my eyes when darkness creeps in, for no matter where I go the world can’t touch me in my sleep.