Stopping By Accident

One bus sleeping in the valley Deep night Rescue team works We get down from the bus We are not strange but silence Can't remove eyes Clouds are moving like a cow Moon stuck on hills They are covered with dew and -poor moonlight In the narrow valley A bed of white smoke moving sheet Raw cold Rejoice my sleepy mind I saw the sky too near to me I wanted that spread over the body with an array of clouds Can touch extending hands Time will pass right away Dawn will rise passively My stupid heart feels the climbs -along the hills and slipped down from the top -just before kissing the cow Slowly the moon is diminishing Another hill smiles having it, Shadow of the moon on the hill Rays through dark Roaming of moon from one hill to another ...I can't write! But it stuck in my mind Silence valley Drizzling Some faded sounds Me and my friend enjoying -the night from a small bridge Sorrowfulness of hills flows through the small channel -too far from joy. Music of water at cold deep night -from the channel cold my heart and mind The happiness of a moment Still, I can feel; Again want to be in it When I think about that special night my all frazzle subdued Horn of BUS always breaks the silence.