It is a special time
As I sit
Alone in my small green back garden
At midnight

And the stars are out this night

My four cats wonder why I am up
And Gertie lets me cradle her
As I take in the cool air
Before disappearing into the darkness
The others sit on their cushions watching me
Before curling up again
To dream their feline dreams

I gaze upwards
And let the my crazed daytime thoughts
Evaporate
And as my body temperature cools
I become child like
Free
Free-er than I have been for some time

And for once, the air smells clean

From the silence I hear the winds coming
And the sound of the leaves as they dance

And I wonder how far has that wind travelled
To meet me
Why does it come as it does and then fade away?

The stars don't know
They just shine down
And still I sit

Stupid
Ignorant
Innocent
Alone
In my garden
At midnight

Until at last
I feel tired
The sleep that has evaded me
May come
Perhaps

And I will wake
Most probably tired
In the day
But better for my time
In the garden
At midnight