5 AM in the darkness

Of A Gatlinburg morning

Rushing creek provides

Nature’s orchestra

Solitude slips in

As a soft summer breeze

Heralds a cooler day

Jumbled thoughts slowly

Begin to make sense

No phones, TV

Just the creek and me

To solve the problems of the world

But always so difficult

To recreate this moment

When I leave


FXC 9/14/19


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