I shall to sleep while you are yet dancing
over the endless tile,
sliding, eliding in hectic half-measures,
amid the fractious bile.
I shall to sleep while you are rejoicing,
savoring sweet ecstacy,
enchantment, affection, brief understanding,
moments of found harmony.
I shall to sleep while you are at worship,
leaving your self behind,
Seeking a place for inner surrender,
hoping for faith unrefined.
I shall to sleep while you are triumphant,
making a place for yours,
pounding out beats of perpetual striving,
as whispering worry implores.
I shall to sleep while you yet falter,
yearning for absolutes,
and do you sense that such is elusive,
in spite of your heartfelt pursuits?
I shall to sleep knowing you follow
my path inexorable,
struggle and breathe, discover its gifts,
life ever ends for us all.
So think I on you while I am yet living,
watching at one remove,
in my minds eye your burdens your joys,
yearning your pains to soothe.