I love this poem, one of my best.
I am the face in the darkness that keeps you awake at night,
For I glean from your countenance a vision of fear.
But there is no malice in my heart;
I am fascinated by your need to sleep;
To induce yourself into the state you fear the most:
And then to observe you re-awaken, and
Re-emerge sentient and alive – to perform your highest mark of faith:
The miraculous resurrection.
Each day I observe your behavior,
Watching you clothe yourself with the vestments of ignorance and fear.
Watching you go about your daily affairs in a trance of forgetting.
And I am amused, as you would be too
If you could see yourself as I do.
Wondering how you manage to keep a straight face and
Be so serious.
‘Life is difficult’, I often hear you say,
Yet you have no difficulty in performing the two…
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