Hi sweetie, glad you enjoyed it. *HUGS*
Comprehension in the Night
Fog draped evening, slipping by in whispers soft,
and not a breeze to be felt, yet the fog swirls around.
Crusted snow litters with casual intent the ground,
as overhead, a swallow swiftly flits just aloft.
There is a bite to the air, an edge of reality bold,
yet subtle too, like some slight of nature’s hand.
Sounds do ebb and flow in the fog where I stand,
and for just this moment, time does strangely fold.
Stars burn in a brilliance that sets them like jewels,
strung across Eternity’s ebony arch to delight the eye.
And the moon is a silver lighthouse in the night sky,
guiding quiet dreams home to we simple mortal fools.
OK, now you've got me hooked on Eva Cassidy.
(thanks!)