I couldn't sleep
sleepwalkers talk held me upright
the night I walked away

His ears are blind
his eyes are numb
the depth of thought erases time
and lime stone drips inside his mind

the mill-stone grinds
but slowly-
and cautiously bright daylight shines
through the curtains of this mind
that was so long definded by *silt
and slowly moving elements
and tide-

the flood has come at last:

and vastly confluencing waters
share speed and wit
with this one mind that walked behind me
all this time

and finally
*awakens