In The Stillness Of The Morning

In the stillness of the morning my mind wonders back
to the events that now sleep in the past,
like an unforgotten memory I hold in my hand.
In the stillness of the morning I yearn to sleep again.
To mow over these thoughts that swim inside my head.
In the stillness of the morning the earth receives her light-
Overpowering darkness that blankets the sky.

     -Jake R. Green 5-1-03