cranium cravings

the cranium craves brief reprieve.
brain’s desire to breathe.
new dawn has begun,
inhale, see cracks of sun.
warmth rising through the window,
still nestled in pillows.
cushioned cupped hands,
deep breaths take the new day in.
flaps of wings and gentle bird sings,
unzipping the tent, seeing what day brings.

eyes like stained glass shimmer,
glossed, lensed, used to views dimmer.
gradually clearing, window to soul,
mosaic of many color.
the brain craves the light,
to breathe and expand from its night.
seeking searching without,
to consume what belongs in, release inner doubt.

logic drives, intellect fires,
til engine overheats and tires.
at idle there’s maintenance and tidying,
what to do with new insights and discoveries.
new data collected by accident,
old references to connect.
let nothing stray rise priority,
or nothing prime fall forgotten.

advisors consult advisors,
deciphering desires, longing to be found wiser.
pumping, more like pulsing now,
cranium clinging turned furrowed brow.
warm light of new day,
now drying thoughts, fall withering away.
brain limps, hungry and thirsty again,
helpless to recall where we first began.
then exhale, all synapses spent,
remembering again, the hope of the tent.

outside too, the light dims, warmth leaks,
darkness falls, as head to cradle seeks.
eyelids dropping like blinds for private reprieve.
zip seals the tent, safe to believe.
in this protected sanctum, now deeper in,
refueled and refreshed, made new from within.
this brain, now fully melted, at end,
by other formed, directed to send.
darkness around bows to light within,
until morning bells, the sanctuary opens again.