Sleep,
like a lover, can heal you
wrap
you up in her tender arms
and
catch you as you fall.
She
can keep you warm
and
keep you safe
from
what hides beneath the bed.
She
can pool your tears
in
her outstretched hand
and
drink them all away.
She
can take you to that place
where
the dreams sustain your heart
and
rebuild your long lost hope.
She
is warm and soft
and
when in her embrace
there
is nowhere you’d rather be.
Slightly
lost and floating
on
waves that push and pull
against
the edges of your consciousness.
From
sleep you will arise
with
the feeling of something new
something
come again.
You
will hold on to her as she
makes
her exit
leaving
you until tonight.
Your
hand will lie on the edge of the bed
open
and waiting
for
her to return and take it again.
She
will come to you
when
you need her the most
and
she will lie down beside you.
Sleep,
like a lover, you know
is
just the illusion come to life
she
cannot really save you.
She
just opens the door
for
your mind to let go
and
for your heart to dream.
She can pool your tears
ReplyDeletein her outstretched hand
and drink them all away....lovely lines, lovely poem!