On My Random Dream

Late at night alone

Lie dark and silent room

Stare out through this empty pane

Skyward to the moon

Across the naked limbs

Where ponder meets no call

Rummage for the tenor of

A life-well-lived... that's all

All we set to do

Every place we’ve been

Crushed into a mustard seed

Bloom-on my random dream

JB Cowan