Ode, to HerA Poem by Bethel TaferePoem written for my sister (free verse)Ode, to Her
Sleep, little girl, close your eyes. Sleep, little girl Sleep, for me despite the shadow that casts itself upon your weary soul. Sleep, and when you sleep, dream Dream of me and of all of the hopes that I have for you of all of the things that I know you can be of all the days that I dream of us sharing in a future not as distant as your soul-shadow would have you believe. So, sleep.
I know, in my small way, what it is that the darkness brings when you’re all alone and can see nothing but a vast, black beyond in your future and your past but I must ask of you a courage that I myself am still discovering in the dusty, neglected mires of my heart. So sleep, and take care to wake up.
Sleep, and know that for every tear you shed, you will be blessed tenfold Sleep, eat, drink, and be merry, and know That your heart and mine"forever connected through that infinitesimal thread of love and life"beat to each other’s rhythm and will remain, through time and space, tightly bound weathering the storms that life may bring.
And for the love of all the goodness that I know is in your soul, keep strong So sleep, but wake up, because this, too, shall pass away. © 2015 Bethel Tafere |
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