MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In The Space of Time’

In The Space Of Time

Nose in a hole
Peeking into future
Gathering strength
Stepping up a ladder

Through the window
Of opportunity
Up towards the sky
Full of flying balloons

At the edge of reality
Oxygen poor
Flying into space
Breathing restricted

A flight to new heights
Greatness on the wings
Stars of possibilities
Expanding into space

Dove of peace
On its feathered back
Brings a message
In a glass vial

On a parchment paper
Words that read:

“Be still and know I am you”

Then the sound of an alarm.

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Melatonin High’

Melatonin High

Partially complete
Peacefully tired
Prepared to sleep

Convinced of life
Coming together
Cunningly perfect

Astonished by nature
Aware of dark circles
Awaiting next steps

Sleep doesn’t come
Staying put in bed
Sweet dreams far away

Only silence prevails
Oneness with it all
Obliterate any thought

Nature moves
Night has fallen
Never mind my rest

Indigo colored sky
Inhale shallow breath
Into the night

Falling
Flying
Free!

Melatonin high