I Didn’t Open My Eyes Poem by Adrian Wait

I didn’t open my eyes
Was I afraid? It was dark,
I slipped below the sheets
Like a cheap fridge magnet
What was this presence?
Echo of time past, and yet…
Dull ache of a tired mind
Aware of a stillness of spirit
Whispered invitation to memory
Ocean journey through the mind
Flickering images so vivid at first
Tossing and towering they roar
So real, yet distant, illusive
Time slipping with ease
Reaching the shore in stillness
Flooding the corridor of musing
Gently it greets the coast
Crossing over the bar of time
Various labelled doors bid entry
Laughter, melancholy, joy, safety
Places to visit not to linger
Yearning adds to distance
Ebbing and flowing never still
Always one more breaker
How often we would gather
Only to watch them fade
Gliding through fragile mirrors
I didn’t open my eyes
In the dark I sense movement
No voice, no light or sound
A gentle squeeze of my hand
Words of Comfort banish fear
You are not alone…You are not alone
I didn’t open my eyes.