sleepless

cicadas and crickets charm me in the night

when my eyes can’t seem to close to sleep

as my thoughts race through and about

with no cares of my body’s need for gentle rest

their cadence is not so dissonant

in the dark and cooling breath of night

as the solitary darkness provides the score

for this nocturnal ensemble

i do so wish to sleep and dream of my laying

on a dandelion, daisy and sunflower pasture

while hummingbirds drink of their nectar

and miracle ‘mariposas’ don their dance

with this reverie of a restful playground

i close my eyes to nocturnal aviary sounds

and through my open window, feel the titillation

of the cool night air as it sooths me finally to sleep

sweet dreams

wings on timeless space

the feather-winged ones manifest

of what our souls are and do in a

world of earthbound tethered beings

they fly and soar in the space where

clouds reside and trees and mountains

hover high to touch the sky

the wind knows of their wings and lets

them ride and play in its breath of air

and look upon the setting sun eye to eye

a lunar face smiles watching them cavort

amidst its darken veil and lights the night

to shine upon their fancy beauty in display