Ramapo Reservation, NJ

Last night while lying in bed all sorts of incredible thoughts came to my mind
Beautiful words, one right after the other
I begged my mind to remember them
Hoping that when I woke up in the morning they would be there
Waiting patiently for me to write them down
It seems that words, thoughts, and ideas are not as patient as I had hoped
They escaped into the night
Running off leaving me to wonder if they will ever return again