A Calm Beyond Midnight
Away from the day
(away from the sun)
sitting in a cabin
surrounded by a forest
I find myself
once again
listening to
meditative waves
of silence
and stillness
seeping into my consciousness
in a calm
far beyond
the reach of midnight
where the full moon’s light
softly falls upon the dark-blue night
radiates into anyone who believes.
(C) 2010 James Eric Watkins
(away from the sun)
sitting in a cabin
surrounded by a forest
I find myself
once again
listening to
meditative waves
of silence
and stillness
seeping into my consciousness
in a calm
far beyond
the reach of midnight
where the full moon’s light
softly falls upon the dark-blue night
radiates into anyone who believes.
(C) 2010 James Eric Watkins
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 3:04 PM
7 Comments:
I soooo need that.
I think I'm going to use your place to meditate. Well, that is after I twirl in a dress of a thousand colors when the sun goes down! I love you James. I'm twirling!
Come over. Anytime. We'll find the center of the soul. And revel in its glow.
The harvest moon will be coming soon.
Can I come too? :p
Of course.
Speaking of course, I'm taking a finite math course that's trying to kick my ass. Strange thing though, I won't let it. So it's very angry. "Just get happy mathypoo. You and I are going to be friends, at least for a while."
But it is taking most of my time.
Some say it's the language of the cosmos. But is it really? To many the answer is a definite yes.
I feel your words. Damn I should not read other comments. I lose my spontaneous thought. Anyway that's a damn good poem and I like it :) Reminds me of one of those cd's I put on when I can't sleep.
Thank you dear. I value your words and your friendship.
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