As Then Conceived

Through the bedroom window

in my Grandmother’s house,

shone three lights—far off and red

 

Vertically stacked,

representing the distance,

to a young boy fast in bed 

 

A distance that I

was born to travel,

my hopes as then conceived  

 

A distance that called my dreams

to wander

—whose voice would never leave 

 

(Dreamsleep- May, 2020)

 

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