Yo-Yo

Time is too calm,

A call to sleep,

But a drive to keep moving also beckons.

It primes my heart and muscles for action.

Time catches up to reality.

The day breaks with a new pace.

Sleep goes into hiding.

My heart remembers its place,

But my brain forgets its limits.

It is as if I sent it on vacation,

Only to play catchup upon return.

There is a lot on the to-do list.

I guess it’s okay to work double time today.

Sleep will have to catch up.

Time will reset.