To the insomniac

One night, or day, you’ll fall asleep

and sink into slumber so deep

that you shall never wake again;

so why not leave your sleep till then?

And, instead, on the bright moon, gaze;

salve your nerves in her silver rays

or be kissed by each twinkling star;

many as life’s blessings, there are.

And thank fortune, for sleep you lack;

think blessed, the insomniac;

the lucky few who live by night

and gaze on heaven's twinkling lights.