poem: WHEN YOU SLEEP by KM Quadri
WHEN YOU SLEEP You are some times distant Like the MTN Marathon Far at the beginning But close in the end You stay entwined In the thick bush of your hair At unexpected seasons you flip And fly with the flock of birds Your mouth is speaking The gospel in Psalms And secrets in Revelations Your eyes hide a pirate chest of words Tucked safely in the deep waters of your being But when you sleep . . . Everything ceases to be The race is tortoise The forest is bare The birds at nest The coast is clear. KM Quadri