Night is plain and almost unbearable.
We have to accept it.
We cannot neglect it.
Summer doesn't hide from darkness.
The throat is dry and the eyes aren't wet.
Do not forget to concentrate.
Close your eyes, let the focus sway.
Seal your tongue and taste the air.
Smell the space and hear it's fingers.
Gently feel, but do not touch.
Let the small wind whisper to your cheeks.
Let the low wind caress your arms.
Let your body lightly feel the warmth of that breeze.
Sleep till tomorrow.
Sleep with ease.
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 8:22 AM UTC
Night is plain and almost unbearable.
We have to accept it.
We cannot neglect it.
Summer doesn't hide from darkness.
The throat is dry and the eyes aren't wet.
Do not forget to concentrate.
Close your eyes, let the focus sway.
Seal your tongue and taste the air.
Smell the space and hear it's fingers.
Gently feel, but do not touch.
Let the small wind whisper to your cheeks.
Let the low wind caress your arms.
Let your body lightly feel the warmth of that breeze.
Sleep till tomorrow.
Sleep with ease.
