The cooing of a turtle dove within that sad refrain the swoosh of angel wings the day was the busy time You rushed here and there you broke records in what you made happen now the cool draping darkness Swallows all complications with their hard and fast rules tender thoughts invade the stillness you Embark upon the cradle that holds and swings the world in melodious rhythm the far edges where Darkness deepens movement is thickened by the spun layers of night mist and quiet volumes of soulful Thoughts disturbances only occur in the distant offing at your side the glimmer of those that mix the Texture of heaven with the courser grains of earth their filled with peace and love that has seeped into Their great frames from the source of all love this emanating power floods across all the emptiness that Lies before them starkness is softened as the night was made of butterfly wings you taste it you feel the Warmth dissolving the formable cool regions you become breathless as one world falls away and Another merges in softest lanes brush stroked to hold magical impetus you are exulted all perfection Beckons it enfolds you in a robe of deep softness you step as it were on the floor for the dance of your Life swirling in graceβs embrace the soundless night enraptures you step in paths that form the highest Discourse a person is honored to experience you have entered the glow angels leave by their passing The sweetest caress moves earthen climes to tempers only known by those who have escaped the Bareness that pervades to many times in this life thank you night angels for the gift of seeing our eternal Future.