In a Friendly Graveyard

Watery words on a commercial super HWY .. .. Traveling from darkness of nite into the rising sun at dawn when the subconscious is fully awakened - Here an eternal promise and some moment of truth .. Mid-morning I sit alone with a fresh wind and bright skies, on green grass, leaning with a dreaming tree in an old graveyard - reading the words of dead, French, poets.. learning about my life..