Thursday, November 02, 2023

as I lay me down

in a land of too many addresses
I am always a visitor
in a time of too many goodbyes
I am always afraid 

sleep is my immense leap into time,
into self-addressed prayer 
in the small hours, who is not alone
my self-portrait asks 
Note: I think I need another stanza or two here, but I'm going to go to sleep :). It's so, so, so late (past 4:00 am) and I have to leave at 7:00 to get to an 8:00 am meeting, so even without helping Nu with getting to school, my margin of sleep is running perilously low. This is my "self-addressed prayer" and the panicky calculus of my remaining waking minutes...

Pic: Sanford Woods in passing earlier this week.


Gillian said...

Sleep more. Nice photo.

Sarah said...

Ugh, I don’t know how you run so hard on so little sleep. Sweet dreams.

maya said...

Gillian and Sarah--I do need to sleep more.
I made a mistake in today's early morning meeting that was embarrassing...

"praying for peace/living with love"

The world is so beautiful and the world is so terrifying. Over 17,000 people have been killed by bombs and gunfire in the past eight weeks.....