One With the Night
I cherish the night.
Its’ silent darkness surrounds me
like a soft blanket
and I snuggle deeply within it.
Its gentle atmosphere
hovers above me and calms my thoughts
like a shield of protection
from the consequences of the day.
Its’ quiet, calm,
reassurance that the day's bustle has ended,
and that peace and rest are promised
in the interlude before morning.
My fears are quelled,
my hopes seem brighter in this cocoon of darkness.
I breathe a sigh of relief
and become one with the night.
Copyright © Ron VanHooser | Year Posted 2025
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