May 052015
In a lot of pain
could not sleep all night
in too much pain
Finally woke up just before dawn
drank some java, stumbled outside
into the clean mountain air
looked into the branches
of great trees, and spied the glowing moon
and heard the cry of a solitary bird
an invisible bird
and its clear as a flowing stream
cry
Then I walked back in
finally relaxed, settled down on the coach
and fell into a dreamless sleep
Now I am awake again
and feeling fresh and new
writing this poem for you