After a Late Night Cap of Yerba Mate

There are those nights when lying in bed and the mind reels so fast that the eyes flutter when trying to keep them forcibly shut.
The heart presses heavy with long short breaths stretching the inner cavity to an uncomfortable burning.
And only after draining some Jumble of images, words, revelations, awarenesses, truths and fears do the eyes grow satisfyingly heavy with content knowing that a record of this beautiful and terrifying experience exists and will.