The night is so peaceful
so calm and quiet.
The crickets chirp softly
the traffic purring in the background.
Though peaceful,
the night can be an enemy.
Not physically, though there is that
but mostly emotionally.
I have been there before
but am now looking there from afar.
Crickets chip encouragements
though their pleas fall on deaf ears.
The traffic purrs constantly
though the mind works erratically.
The night is so peaceful
so calm and quiet…
until a siren is heard
breaking the magic
forcing the mind back to the body
the body doesn’t know what to do.
The mind now wanders to and fro
never pausing, always busy.
No longer is the land so far away
but is now right at my feet.
The night was so peaceful
so calm and quiet…
Now full of noise and thoughts
noise and thoughts that never cease.
The crickets still chirp their encouragements
but the ears are full of noise.
The traffic still purrs
but the mind is full of thoughts.
What happened to the night
that was so peaceful, calm, and quiet...
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