Franciszek Zmurko, Lady Sleeping (c. 1900)
Lady Sleeping, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Soon your nev’r ending nightmare shall expire.
A method will come to put out the fire.
From this struggle you will quickly retire.
Need never again to express your ire.
This new found freedom shall come at a cost.
You must recover the soul that is lost.
Thinking no need it was easily tossed.
For change to be the soul you will accost.
The object be to find internal peace,
Then the feeling of freedom will increase,
Mental anger and hate you shall release,
The rigid fences that bound you will cease.
Should you desire the soul not ever found,
The nightmares you harbor will be profound.