Every word read by the light
that glows on your face,
a sign you left behind
on your forward way.
I, like a baby fallen asleep
wasn't aware of the thoughts
that your mind slowly reflected
and held in gestation as I slept.
All I recall now is your infinite yearning for light,
You stayed awake as I fell asleep,
and your thoughts were the heralds of a new day.
You and I lived in different spheres. your day started
when I ended mine.
This was how we conversed, Shantha,
in the twilight we shared between day and night.
Sometimes you were the baby in my lap and I the reading mom,
and sometimes I the babe and you the mother;
we had almost grown into one another.
Today when we hardly meet
the realisation dawns
and keeps me awake.
Dedicated to my friend Shantha Hulme.
Thank you so much for this image, @Milan Lakić
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