Council Crest At Midnight Poem by Ben Partenay

walk a mile
when sleep won’t come
when winter is only rain
and wet leaves
and only taxis are left
on the streets.

find a hill
and climb it
tell the stories
of your past
to cobblestones
wait for echoes
as a sign of friendship

sit beneath
the largest tree you find
it should have
a lightning scar
and low branches
to rest
beneath

wonder at
the growth of minds
during darkness
the ineptitude
of souls during
sedation