| Marie Bortolotto 2020 
 
 
Has my Heart Gone to Sleep? 
 
Have the beehives of my dreamsstopped working, the waterwheel
 of the mind run dry,
 scoops turning empty,
 only shadow inside?
 
 No, my heart is not asleep.
 It is awake, wide awake.
 Not asleep, not dreaming—
 its eyes are opened wide
 watching distant signals, listening
 on the rim of vast silence.
 
 
 
- Antonio Machado, Spanish poet  
1875 - 1939 AD |