JWG's Grand Hodgepodge —Awareness (a poem)

111. Awareness

Awareness
Of my Environment is comforting
With no disturbance.

Sleep is filled with dreams
That recall no face, place, or memory;
Nor, conjure the scary depths.

I hear the sound of breathing.
A fountain’s splash bubbles within my head.
A Mockingbird sings to me all night.

It is a pleasure to fall asleep
Without any responsibilities.
Poetical images reverberate.

Etched Melodies are exact.
Scent of Lilacs exudes a hidden Love.
A Toad hops lazily in sunshine.

Moonlight softens thoughts
That are erased from seeing Light of Day.
Rustling leaves shore up comfort.

Shutting off
Senses to ignore all that’s disturbing
Is most practical.