Finished for the nigh morn

          As the midnight pours across the sky I am up
busy creating, finishing up any last details on subjects
long awaited. Ah time I have pressed behind me.

          The rolling thunder in my heart calls to the
spontaneous need to work on a tiny project. Yet there
isn't a small one to take upon. Ah but I lean into
the minutes with full force. Decorating the mind with
gemstones and wire.

         Slowly the sight emerges and the words demand
a soft recognition. Shh the mind still is going in rapid
motion until all has ceased.

         Then the tiredness is opened. Yet here I stand
with the exploring eyes in search of a new juice to
find. Indeed the layers of beads find their places
across the board. Finding a small bit of joy
seated with me, only momentarily.

          Then the finale takes a sharp point and
commands the mind to understand that tiredness
is boldly approaching. Sending the heart into a
frantic race to find all pieces to complete one more
creation.

         Indeed, now, my eyes follow every letter until
sleepiness takes hold. The final farewell until a new
dawn awakens. Indeed I thank Jehovah for the
shot of artistic expressions. Indeed I am grateful.

          So a silent whisper as the jaw tenses. Once
more I want a warm hug. Yet I get a wall of coldness.
I can deal. I can endure. Indeed I now fall to
sleep. In tune with my prayer, I dream and I
hope for a better opening tomorrow.

         All will see, in another day of joy. Yes.