The Light Beneath Sleep - John Tarrant

[Larry Robinson]

The Light Beneath Sleep

Sometimes, underneath deep sleep
is a certain diffused glow,
as, in the rainforest, luminous toadstools
glow green among the leaf litter
and beetles crawl about with winking abdomens.
One night when I followed this glow 
I came to an upturned tree 
that was a kind of cathedral for glowworms 
and the light beat against my face, my chest and my hands. 
At the end of the corridor of sleep, a dream stands. 
It may be that at the end of the corridor of death 
there is the walking slightly uphill 
through the green fields; 
and then the light underneath sleep 
is both in front and behind. 

	- John Tarrant
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