A Poem For Falling Asleep

Your breath

is the subtlest

object of sensation,

yet it is the fragrance

of the soul.

Shakti wears

your inhalation

as a luminous veil.

Remember this while

falling asleep,

which is falling in love,

which is drowning

among the galaxies

clustered like living coral

in the ocean of your body.

Don't be a dream,

be the witness.

In the bell of your heart,

be the silence,

giving a self

to every creature.

Yes, the Goddess

wears this breath

as a wedding gown.

Yet behind the veil
her face is unfathomable
darkness.

Please don't try

to understand.

Just become the night.

Photo by Aile Shebar