In the pre-dawn when some half disturbing dream awakens me, I become aware of stillness….. I hear nothing ~ my thoughts wander far into the Cosmos and I wonder if all is stillness there as well. I start to wonder if this is what death is like too.
The stillness is inside and out.
A blackbird starts to sing. When I draw the curtain expecting to see a glimpse of the approaching dawn, I am greeted by a full moon shining through slivers of mist covering the town below in the valley. I marvel at the beautifully diffused sight.
Right now I am fully awake and thoughts of writing stir in my freshly rested mind, so I take up my pen and here I am.
There is an amazing happening right here and now…everything lies still, it’s as if the world has stopped turning.
Awaiting the brightness of the day, gratefulness washes over me.
(Inspired by the lockdown of Corona virus)