Analysis of 7821

Sail the skies of soft clouds to rest my heavy head,
Become lighter than air to soar my thoughts,
Blow them away to make room for dreams,
Create space for divine signs of life to be lived,
Let the chance of pure moments enter,
Allow positive emotions affect my pulse,
Maintain control of my limbs and make them limp,
Bring my pulse to a slow steady rhythm,
Allow now ignorance or harm intrude my temple,
Rest my eyes,
Recover my muscles,
Prepare this temple for a new day,
Rest,
My heavy head...