Long day clocked out

     Some reason I think today is Thursday. Perhaps
the necessary reasons to hope stronger that tomorrow
flies by faster than today did.

     Oh the eyes are groggy and sleep will come
soon enough. The yawns keep escaping and the
soul is stretching.

     Sooner than a blink I am exhausted. Loving the
completion of one project done for family. Now
just to finish detail for me. Ah ha still I am running
out of materials.

     Parts of me are joyful and other parts disappointed.
Yet still the positive overruns the negative.

    Softly a laugh pulls itself from deep within my
spirit. Exiting into the warm night air long enough
to sneeze. Hmm. How beautiful this night is.

    Not so much is the brillance of stars but the comfort
of love that surrounds my very soul and carries my
spirit to new levels of faith.

    Such quietness that echoes throughout my head.
Deepening to my core the joy of love soaks in.
Sitting here I find myself needing a small conversation
yet who else to speak to but Jehovah?

   Outside my paleness is absorbed by the musky
scents of moisture. Pulling the closure to insects. Not
one sound is falling here.

   Opening my ears to hear, to feel the slight breeze.
Uncertain as to whether I am really feeling a brush
of wind or if it is from my warm breath.

  So much is left opened. The eyes fade from the
itch of allergies and the smile is displayed wide as
I sneeze. The small tickles of laughter that brings
a momentary comfort of delight.

  Did you see the glow?

  So heavy is the earthy, dust scent vibrating off the
tree bark. So clear is the night.

  All I ask of you dear friend is to step into the night
and breathe. Small inhales that bring deep exhales.
The release of daytime, evening thoughts. Pulling,
pushing. Holding, hoping. Softly a giggle forms but
I stop it in mid thought.

  Dearest one take one moment to smile, to tug your
loved ones closer. For I know tonight is almost over
and a prayer signals the memories. A hope that
you enjoyed every minute of today.

   Yes a moment created by a thought stayed resting
for a while today. Holding onto a possibility that is
always there. Ah yet many don't see it.

    Still I say nothing. Just listening. Observing.
Praying that life is not too complex and love is
everywhere. Is it?

   Ah perhaps a conclusion sits wide open. Still none
has been affected. Did I draw inside my spirit an
overwhelming joy? No. Jehovah did.

   So here I sit upon concrete and iron listening,
observing in silence the beauty of opportunity that
Jehovah is giving.

   What will you choose for the night?