Cradle Poem by Zyw Zywa

Cradle



Along the curtain, the caress
of the wind that embraces me

in the middle of the sun window
of the floor of the room

my feet on the carpet
reach deep into the earth

my heat salutes the heat
my breath kisses the wind

.....I pull the bed into the sunlight
.....and cradle me in well-being

.....stretched out and opened wide
.....I glide into the world

Sunday, April 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love,self
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
'A woman in the sun' (1961, Edward Hopper) --- 'Shirley: visions of reality' (2013, Gustav Deutsch) --- Collection 'NightWatch'
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