sleepless

Untitled | Maria Sokolowski | Oil Pastel

sleepless by Rebeca Ventura 

it is only in the sleepless nights when my mind dreams of sunsets on the atlantic coast with a lighthouse / freedom to explore the most intimate corners of the planet but knowing where home always is / where i stand facing the wind at peace with the life i prayed for / to have the stars dangle in the sky and to have the luxury to be naive and believe they were put there just for me / it is in those sleepless nights that i dream of a childlike wonder at the plants and the koi in the pond /their beautiful tails and colors reflecting an iris in the palms of my hand / the weight of them so light but i carry it so gentle because in it is the world / a belief that i carried lightly but now i kneel before it, my moon, my sun, my universe / it is in those sleepless nights where i dream the most.