Before sparrows sing
Stillness settles in the eves
Time lapses as if stalled and
Humans slumber in tranquility
But I, I rejoice
ln the night sky's resilience
Where silence curves around the edges
Slipping into my snug fitting robe
Where solace blankets
Peace lingers ever present, abiding
My mind, devoid of clutter
Revels in the intoxication of solitude
Sacred hours melt into dawn
And I, I greet the world anew
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Author:
Katie B. (
Online) - Published: November 26th, 2025 05:48
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- Category: Reflection
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