It’s 4 am and it must be
another night I didn’t sleep
I can hear the street sweeper
humming by my window as the
street lamps gaze causes a
faint silhouette of images that
seem to dance outside my window
Ghostly visitors laughing at my
inability to catch even the slightest
amount of rest from a day of
Well, whatever yesterday was…
Or is it still today because I haven’t
slept at all?
Either way I’ll soon see the sun
rising in the eastern sky causing
the shadows on the western side
of the mountain to dance until they
eventually cower to the suns radiant
beams exposing all the illusions that
vanish in your light
This night of storms raging like a war
in my head fade with the chill of the
night as the sunlight warms my face
Bringing me back to a place where I
had nearly lost myself only to discover
a new desire of hope in the man I can be
Alarm clocks calling
Car doors slamming
Coffee brewing
I guess that’s my call to the wild
My call back to the reality that another
day has started and an endless abundance of possibilities lay before me as the very roads I drive on
“Life is too short to last long”
So I better get moving
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