Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window. br No cloud, no wind. Air that flowers held br for awhile. Some dove somewhere. br br Been on probation most of my life. And br the rest of my life been condemned. So these moments br count for a lot--peace, you know. br br Let the bucket of memory down into the well, br bring it up. Cool, cool minutes. No one br stirring, no plans. Just being there. br br This is what the whole thing is about.