SHE SLEEPS
Wait, wait! She dreamt.
The endless time of
that moment is here.
The wait is over.
Gathering the silence
within her mind
she opens the box of
darkness.
Shadows leap upon her
face … and cling.
She embraces the
circle within the circle;
no beginning, no end,
no stopping this.
It happened to those
she knows.
In memory, a mirror
reflects
the encroachment of
Father Time.
Nothing she can do.
She dreams.
sketchbook acrylic
beautiful acrylic.. many answers are found in dreams.
ReplyDeleteLove your piece Judie. Lovely words as well.:) Yes we are eating mushrooms already. Yesterday I picked 13 and today 14. Holy moly. Glad they can be frozen.
ReplyDelete"She opens the box of darkness"words that touched a nerve for me. Perhaps time for me to break the silence on my blog.a thought provoking post dearest Judie.
ReplyDeleteLove the sketch.
Beautiful...your painting as well as the poetry.
ReplyDeleteLoVe your words and art to the moon.
ReplyDelete