From early childhood
I am drawn to the night
A night owl
Drawn to the light from windows
Of houses
With no knowledge of who
Lives inside
Still I imagine them
Surrounded with love
Feeling secure
Behind the warm glow
Of their lighted windows
That draw my attention
Like a moth to lamp light
I love the moon
I love each phase of her journey
Against a dark sky
Brightest when no clouds
Share the atmosphere
But when clouds
Do cover her face
Move around her frame her
Light
All are moon magic for me
All are gifts of the night
And as day folds into the
Coming night
Never do I fear the dark
It is a blanket I wrap
Around myself
Freedom to be totally who
I am
Who I’ve always been
Who I will always be
-September 2017
From one night owl to another I love this. Love you!!
Once again, I love what you do……,who you are. How you write your thoughts.
I used to think I was a night owl because that was the only time I could work without interruption. But now I think I’m a Night owl because I can be my most authentic self when Night comes.