White Heaven Poem by Mark Heathcote

Slowly I drift into sleep
Into a white heaven
Right beside you sinking
Are you sleeping?

Now I am a flower - closing
Now I am an anther - dreaming

Now I am a pistil
Now I am a stamen a part of your saffron soul
Am I a part of you?
Am I a part of you your white heart.

Slowly, I'm drifting don't wake me
Slowly, I'm drifting don't wake me
Slowly, I'm drifting don't wake me
All too slowly into eternal sleep don't wake me.