The Light That Did Not Waver
Wake up
The water is not deep
You've fallen into a deceptive sleep
You've drifted
The bottom is soothing
A soft dark flow that prevents your moving
A drowning moon
Renders you asunder
A constant pull that pushes you under
Heavy lids
Take in the light-ripples on your skin
Never to wake again...
...what's that?
Glimmer of bright yellow
Contrasts the drifting blue and mellow
Open your eyes
The commanding sun has risen
Remember the firm warmth and do as bidden
Forget night
Release the wavering silver-blue
And cast back to find the solid you
Sit up
Cease the cool numb
Sit up and breathe dust motes, crisp wind and warm sun.