In due

     Silence in the enjoyment of my moment of peace.
Ah to lean back and have no weight of worry building
a wall against my soul. Indeed a comforting feeling.
Do you agree?

    Some burnings are good. The need to speak of
the wrong interpretations of words. The necessity of
making sure the clarity is there. Be firm. Make sure
the note is understood to the last drop of ink.

    Something tickles inside me. A tiny giggle escapes
my lips. Grateful for the happiness that falls from
the echoing laughter. Oh why such a feeling? Ask
Jehovah.

    Oh now I arch back in a renewed sense of
sleepiness. A soft glow of gray is forming in the sky.
One hint of rain to join the evening. A nap to follow.

    Perhaps the draining of a gentle growl. Taunting
the soul no more. A time to fade into a memory, a
cloudless foam. To hear the volumes of notes
soothing the spirit. Creating a heavy glare across the
baby blue eyes. The haze in the mind. My limbs
become warm and lax. Ready for the hour or two of
rest.

   The eyes to blink back one more time before a
nodding. Ah yes a few more nods and off to murmur
under breath.

   Hold still to laced fingertips. Woven with a solid
visual I hope it was a memory. The sense of warmth,
of comfort I did so enjoy. A face.

   To recall is vibrant. To say is clear. Yet still I keep
closed.

   Perhaps a gentle gift of bonds. Friendships built
and maintained. Indeed.

    What do you say dear friend, a nap due?