the universe's wake-up call
a pair of open eyes
just staring
neither smiling
nor not smiling
watching as i sleep
the mystery now gone
i cannot feel it any longer
i am waiting
but not waiting
and i cannot make the leap
these jigsaw puzzle pieces
half unpainted, lost, beyond repair
can show me only some
vague dream
of where things need to fall
if i could only
keep my two eyes open
for a minute
i would understand the question
of the staring wake-up call
Sing The Sun by Wayne Myers