I love it when the night melts away,
Silently seeping into dawn.
Those serene still hours that fade like a dream.
Moments when nothing happens
That are some of the best of our lives,
Some of the most memorable.
Those times when one no longer knows what time it is…
The watch face fades and the ticking joins the calm
Of the warm still night air.
To float with those lost hours -
The soul quiet, the body so relaxed -
Heightens all that we need not force:
laughter,
sleep,
tears,
and love.
At these times we lie unmoving and understand;
The closest we will be to peace on Earth.
In this state of bliss, its very concepts are challenged,
Channelled through the dim light of lamp or candle.
Its slow spark, electric, eclectic,
Travels short distances… which is enough.
All are close at this time.
3 comments:
Lovely, lovely! (is this you, or is this Tom?)
Those silent wonder-ful moments when me-time flows into we-time, eternal, all-encompassing!
How... quiet... :o)
Many things expressed in few words. And all together they recreate a feeling of that quiet state of being.
again something different? :-)
which reminds me of
"The flame of a candle is a model of a tranquil and delicate life" (wrote Bachelard, who called himself a "candle dreamer", maybe there are many of us out there in the world)...
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