11:59 - The cool breeze clashes with
my fired-up mind, I’m alive, I’m breathing
deep lungfuls of crisp air, and love sits
in the waves somewhere.
12:00 - The clock chimes and I’m in a daze
watching the stars graze upon the meadows
of midnight. The streetlights pop out
and the moonlight brightens the sky.
12:01 - Another lungful, I breathe. A dream.
Life couldn’t be more miraculous, full of magic,
I smell the scent of the moonlit flowers
and I’m empowered.
12:02 - I let my pen flow on a pilgrimage, to where?
Who knows, the destination isn’t important,
it’s the journey there that invigorates the page.
12:03 - I close my eyes for a few seconds,
the seconds flip into minutes, I’m awake, but drifting,
watching my thoughts become visions.
Watching for inspiration to flash across my eyes
like shooting stars on a clear night.
12:15 - I open my eyes, the sky
now dazzles in colours previously unseen,
a cosmic rainbow glowing up the universe
just for us night owls to witness.
And I’m a hapless lovelorn believer
in the wonder of the ether.
I sit and worship at the altar of forever,
knowing that love sits in the waves,
and the trees sing in the breeze.
12:16 - A hedgehog wanders near.
12:17 - Face down the hedgehog runs by me,
seeking a feast in the foliage down the pathway.
12:18 - I breathe the silence, I live in the instant,
floating on my own sweet stories. I let my eyes close.
12:38 - The midnight rainbows throw all new glows,
starlight sparkles brighter than I’ve ever known.
The shooting stars conspire to fire up my imagination
with a light show of the heavens.
And I sit pen in hand, sifting my dreams onto the page.
12:39 - The cool wind blows a little harder,
my mind runs across a landscape of green meadows.
And I’m flying with every bounding step,
like I’m being swept on the air.
12:40 - I hear the rumble of an airplane flying far above,
and my mind jumps up, to look at the ground from up high,
and I see myself close my eyes and listen to the night.
12:57 - The fox flies like a comet across the green
and stops, turns and looks at me, I throw some scraps,
and he pads closer. Paws at my feet, as I throw another treat.
12:58 - Inspiration seeds
now planted in my meadow,
I stand and stretch. A shooting star
glances down at me and smiles,
as love sits in the waves of midnight air,
I smile back and wish for
moonlit love to become true.
12:59 - The magic hour ticks its last tocks,
and I open the door and wave goodnight to the fox.
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