Wandering through a long afternoon,

The skies do offer a shady illusion,

Seems drawn by a slow subtle plan,

One made to accentuate a pause. 

The night’s twilight steadily near,

Thoughts speak now to indifference.

Same struggles, similar emotions

Always carving out a mysterious now.

Always a bit nervous of dreams ahead,

Always aware of the mystique of night.

~

Patient within the constraints of time

Knowing this peace of mind is tested

When self scrutiny sneaks inside my

Wish to find resolve with daily despair.

There’s a story to be told when night

Overwhelms the memory of an earlier

Day when fresh air would wake the soul,

The limits of last night are now a memory.

Found distractions last only in the hours

Of daylight opening sleep’s mystique.

~

When once we feel uplifting energy,

It’s then our smiles speak of security..