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Orange. 

Eyes closed but mind awake,

Sun’s rays filtered

Through capillaries

Of eyelids,

Waves zig-zag rhythmically

Along the shore

A familiar whoosh sizzle,

Nature’s lullaby. 

Brain, now in the realm

Of consciousness,

Trying to decide

Whether to fall back

To remland

Or to remain,

Exquisitely,

In the resting state.

The Daily Prompt