Light pours in
through the opened
curtains in the middle
of the night. Lying
awake, there are no
shadows to fear.
But with a moon this
bright, there is no rest.
Even the deer feed
throughout the night – they
know no difference. Our minds
run a race that doesn’t end
until the light of day. She
puts up a fight. Oh
how can She be such a
beauty, and still a tragedy -
enchanting.
Tonight, She awakens
the most wonderful
thoughts. Things you would
not dare imagine in the darkest
nights; She knows the good
ones are often the
worst to think.
They are as tempting as
She, but hung just beyond
our reach. Eventually,
the day with conquer,
and we can rest.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
Light pours in
through the opened
curtains in the middle
of the night. Lying
awake, there are no
shadows to fear.
But with a moon this
bright, there is no rest.
Even the deer feed
throughout the night – they
know no difference. Our minds
run a race that doesn’t end
until the light of day. She
puts up a fight. Oh
how can She be such a
beauty, and still a tragedy -
enchanting.
Tonight, She awakens
the most wonderful
thoughts. Things you would
not dare imagine in the darkest
nights; She knows the good
ones are often the
worst to think.
They are as tempting as
She, but hung just beyond
our reach. Eventually,
the day with conquer,
and we can rest.