The Sleeper
acrylic on canvas
60 x 55 cm
I was sleeping when the sun rose, and set
unconscious
in the waking hour
defaulting
to ignorance
- not knowing anymore than that
it took losing myself
in order to find the waking hour
to free the sleeper
from its delusion
It was light
that shattered the delusion
and horrified the sleeper
falling into darkness
before arising
into clear light once more
In sorrow and in joy, the clear light now shines
no longer blind in darkness or in light
the day and night is clear
to that who is
light
4 comments:
Wow!! Absolutely gorgeous Sulea. Seems you're back well and truly! hugs Natxx
Very beautiful Sulea !
The poem is very moving. Did you write this?
Love the painting, very serene.
Dawn
SO pleased to see you back blogging and creating Sulea. Have missed you! This is a beautiful painting. Very serene and calm.
Lovely!! I love it
Chamara
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