A Little Death Poem by Helen Gaudin

A Little Death



Sleep
Perchance to dream
Or, not

Sleep
To knit the ravelled sleeve of care
Unconsciously

Sleep
A gift that takes away the world
Softly

Sleep
A venture into the unknown
Alone

Sleep
A pathless ravine, dark and deep
Enclosing

Sleep
A little death practiced
Daily

Friday, September 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,death,sleep
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