i awoke
it was the golden light
the moon camping out
casting my room
in the glow of its fire

i thought
for a moment
unsure of my place
forgetting
what city
what state
what day

seconds pass
soundless

slowly peeling away
the veil, the confusion
i melt into
the golden light
breathe myself
into sleep again
done

and done
as easily perhaps
as breathing into
eternal sleep
so frail and fragile
is this anchor
this silver thread
this castle of solitude
this just me
inside me
inside life

© 2013, poem and illustration, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved