night descends
maybe
maybe not

and i turn off
the lights
and rest

if sleep evades
then the 'dreams'
are of my choosing

if sleep comes
when sleep comes
where do my dreams come from?

and how do i react
to those random dreams
or are they really random

who
or what
chooses

and more
importantly
WHY?

life returns
grass that was brown
now is green

trees that were
bare, skeletons
leaves have returned

goslings, baby woodchucks appear
running, eating, playing
their parents watching

my soul
after a winter's nap
begins to awake

night is upon me
the body is tired
the eyelids heavy
but the mind
the mind
refuses to cooperate

it spins
like a whirling dervish
over many years
and much practice
i can control
my physical form

but with my best effort
complete control
of my mind eludes me
in fact, at times
i have no control over it
at all...........[sigh]