For sleep, from poetryfoundation.org.

from Night in Sine / by LÉOPOLD SÉDAR SENGHOR, TRANSLATED BY MELVIN DIXON

Woman, place your soothing hands upon my brow,
Your hands softer than fur.
Above us balance the palm trees, barely rustling
In the night breeze. Not even a lullaby.

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