Tossing on the bed, I awoke
Inside a dream full of daylight
With a sunrise and a cloud that broke
The heat was absent, the glare not right
I peeked at the forest through the window
The mesh was up, my throat was sore
The deer stared back, the buck, the doe
And the spying squirrels with acorns to store
They called to me, the wind and trees
Making hand signals with the branches
A voice announced through a thousand leaves
It sounded like a million hunches
I listened closely for the truth
Reaching the edge of consciousness
I lost last night, back with my youth
To time, the clock and their emptiness
And when I sleep tonight again
I'll aim for the lotus of my mind
I'll trade with life for much to gain
From this reality, too tangled to unwind