Thursday, August 19, 2010

The Years

Awakening from a slumber,
over and over again-
When did I doze off?
And if I thought myself awake then,
what now?
Is it more dreaming
from which I will
awaken soon?

I know I was awake!
And you were there,
and you, and you-
but now when
I look at the photographs,
I no longer recognize
me or you.

But you woke me up,
didn't you?
Wasn't it you
who laughed and shook me
entreating me to wake up?
Did we fall back to sleep together?
Did you go
to the deepest sleep ever?
I don't know
when I will find you gain.
Do we find one another again?

The years-
the months, days, hours, minutes, seconds,
Time,
never enough-
goes too slowly
the waiting and hurrying,
the years-
for what?

Someone else is waking me up,
he is laughing as he shakes me
entreating me to wake up.
I must stay alert,
pay attention this time.
How unobtrusively slumber
can come upon us.
How can you fall asleep
during the movie?
I didn't know I had.
What did I miss?

Someone else is waking me up?
How can this be?
When did I fall asleep?

The years-
The months, days, minutes, seconds,
Time,
never enough,
goes too quickly
the waiting and hurrying,
the years-
for what?

Oh the love!
Now I remember,
the beauty-
the dawn,
star-filled nights
the wild wind,
scudding clouds across
the face of the brilliant full moon-
such beauty!
yes, yes, yes
the song of the birds,
the smell of jasmine,
the warmth of the Gulf-
Your kiss,
You
who have awakened me again-
the love.
The years-
the months, days, minutes, seconds,
Time,
for beauty,
for love.

I must stay alert,
pay attention this time.
And you, and you,
and you,
Awake?