Insomnia

Beryl posted under PenMuse-12 Poetry on 2019-10-15



Because I have seen stars In their dark multitudes Wailing in the heavens I am bereft of sleep And my eyes fill with tears Like glittering dewdrops. I have walked with lions And sang songs with the owls Among thousand-year-old Oaks and sweet sandalwoods In ancient forests where Even the shadows glowed. Someplace in the far east Golden flames are rising. All summer long I roamed The lost and lonely road A roving pilgrim bound  To the ends of the earth. Once, I drifted alone Across the universe. The cold comets kept me Company; they taught me All that I had to know Of Time's veiled mysteries. Future and Past became One, and the night stood still. I gathered the dead stars One by one in my heart And the love in my blood Warmed them to life again. Year after year, I gaze At endless empty skies And I recall the stars That I brought back to life Long ago. Suddenly My eyes go blind from sleep. ___________________ ___________________