Saturday, October 15, 2016

Sleep


It is safe to sleep alone
In a place no one knows
And to seek life under stones
In a place water flows

It is best to find in sleep
The missing pieces that you lost
Best that you refuse to weep
Ash to ash, dust to dust

It is strange to sleep alone
In a place no one knows
Strange to shelter under stones
In a place water flows

It is safe to walk with me
Where you can read the sky and stars
Safe to walk upon the sea
In my sleep we can go far

It is safe to sleep alone
In a place no one knows
And to shelter under stones
In a place water flows

It is strange to sleep alone
In a place no one goes
Strange to seek life under stones
In my sleep, no one knows




See also the previous posts:
Luminous and Safe in Vulnerability
Hare's Dream
Nesting
Unhoused
Morning Light XV

Image 1: Subject and photographer unknown.
Image 2: "Nesting Hare" by Deborah Sheehy.

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