Finally can I slumber,
Close these
dust-leaden eyes
That broke through
the day
Day by day without
break.
Finally can I lie
supine,
Rest aside these
weathered arms
That carry the loads
of my existence
Existing and existing,
these loads.
Finally can I exhale,
Give my lungs some
space
From breathing this
world with me
For again and again I
am breathless.
Finally can I escape,
Brush my feet under
the thick mattress
And cease from
running from time
Time and time again
without cease.
Finally is there
peace,
My ears can be deaf
from this earthly whining,
my tongue without
need for food,
from feeding this need
for peace.
Slumber.
Lie Down
Exhale..
Escape..
Peace…..
Finally can I stop
Yearning for sleep.
An eternal refuge
From this mortal bed.
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