In the hours of early morning
When darkness still prevails
I stay cozily in my bed feeling
The warmth of an old comforter.
Soon the passionate conversation
With self start to take over.
The bittersweet memories create a
High-intensity passionate drama.
The active nerves pressuring upon
Forehead seems ready to burst out.
Oh! How hard I try to stop the chattering
Just a little more peaceful rest I need.
Just a little bit of quiet time to meditate!
If I am lucky a mysterious and enticing
State takes over my waking consciousness
A part of me roams around the cosmos
In a world without words, not even it’s silence
I am aware of......
The spell is broken in a jiffy
Can’t pinpoint the timespan
But a bit of light streams through the blinds
And the songbird welcomes me
To the comforts of the sound world,
To the sensation of being alive!
11. 22. 2020
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