The day’s anxiety
And of previous days
Has stirred up thoughts.
Takes away sleep,
Deprives of dreams,
For wise words
And advice it did not heed.

The soul seeks peace,
Tosses in bed,
Peeks into the fridge,
Might it not learn
How to ransom itself from afflictions.

An answer is needed,
A correction of behavior.
It is due, it will be found, it will sit it out,
Will realize the mistake,
To return to rest.