I’m awake
In a dream
Though asleep
It would seem,
I recall
Having counted
Them all,
The sheep
Who bring sleep,
And so roam
In my head,
At their face
I dare peek,
In their stead
Be those loved,
Lined my mind
More than few
Now reside, inside
A necropolis wall,
Knowing more
I’ll eventually find,
Though not sheep
While asleep
Awake in a dream,
From this side of the wall!
I held I might
Live longer,
He whispered
To himself
When thoughts
In shades of dark
Did speak,
That he might hark
‘Twould sanction
But a peek,
At life between
The lines,
Should he so incline
He’d live beyond
What would allow
His furtive mind,
Thus fail recall
He’d found,
The idea of forever
Be limited in time,
And so too soon
On any given day,
That of living
Would find its way,
Obdurately
To the very end
Of his forever time!
ode to my friend,
Artist Claude Théberge
