A Sparkle of Thought

I lie there, legs crossed, arms aside,
watching the clock’s merry-go-round.
As the seconds tick away,
my eyelids begin to slide, seeking to hide the world from me.
My eyes closed, I see the red shadows of the blinded sun.
Hidden behind dark shades,
I catch a glimpse of moments to come.
Some of happiness, of sadness, of peace.
As the images fuse inside,
I notice the door opens.
I open my eyes, turn around and notice
you, standing there with a gaze that pierces,
but hushes my fears.
My shadow stands up and follows,
moving to greet a friend.