The Big Sleep Poem by David Taylor

On the edge of your perception
something stirs.
You can feel it in motion.
Its light has travelled far,
but not yet reached you.
You know all in your heart,
it pulses and races to meet fate.
So very far in space
and yet no distance separates.
It sings praise and
vibrating space
its song is with you now
long before its face.
The universe that rests
in your mind,
and breathes with your breath
and borrows your light.
It is racing to join with you again.
And when it reunites
It will rest,
and the universe
will sleep,
it will be night