Last night I backpacked up card canyon. I woke up at 3 am and couldn’t sleep. This is a short poem I wrote before attempting to sleep again.

Enjoy…

Rushing streams and roaring trees
The song the night sings
Peace is told the night unfolds
As owls keep the vigil

Stare into the heavens
As they gaze back
Eternity shall whisper to your soul
And then you shall know

A streak of light ignites the sky
The stars take record of my dream
My dire plea is noted in the deep
As sleep takes root

-Messil