Total relapse of the heart


When the moon
its eyes open
you to watch over,
not to wake
or to shake
but while
you may sleep
each second
each breath
you may take
each mile
travels starlight
from the universe
so deep
your eyes
beneath soon
to bless
to illuminate
your smile
in its glow
to delight
to protect
the rest
if it might.

Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..