I can close my eyes once

Sometimes, I wonder about the
things I think about.
Sometimes I wonder why
I think about anything.

It's not that I ponder all day long,
or try to come up with new ideas.
Or let things stick in my head,
so I can set a theme.

Sometimes, I watch the trees
sway in the wind.
I can hear the breeze move
around and through the leaves.

I close my eyes and let all
the world's noises come to me.
Every noise not made by man,
or machines, not of the earth.

I think I try to find what I've missed,
and maybe connect with it.
Someday, I will find it somewhere,
and I will find my release.

I hope it brings me a peace,
I hope it lets me sleep.
I can close my eyes once,
and not wish for it all to end.