Every new day-
recovered mind,
rested eyes,
pocket moments
pulled out-
placed under the tongue.
Bitter-sweet
and so savory-
a memory can be...
Distant clouds
of dreams, residues
shade daylight hues.
But atmosphere
absorbed after
sublimation and slumber
is re-minding
Oneself
of one's self.
At least as far
as reflections like these
appear to Be.
Painting by James McNeill Whistler - 'Resting in Bed', c.1883-1884, via Wikimedia Commons in Public Domain.
