10 pm : It’s going to be another night of the dark. The ravens & Doves shall be nesting, the beasts resting and we know it’s going to be just fine.
11 pm : An hour for another day to begin . Another day of possibilities, opportunities , rejection, peace & benevolence.
12 am : The zero hour of the end and a beggining . The nerves rush of facing fears and winning over .
1 am : The clicking of toes, the shuddering of heart . The choking on tears & tearing apart.
2 am : The putting away of the tear drenched cloth , the drying of hand. The deep breaths that follow & time like slipping sand.
3 am : The sitting back up, eyes wide open. The moving along this wave, hearts that reopen.
4 am : Droopy little, clearer dreams. Dawn that’s drawing , no more pulling apart at the seems.
5 am : Smiles and sunrise that recover, The terrors of night that’s over and under.
It has passed and shall will, Experience that’s deepened but how beautiful to move on like nothing ever happened.
We are all warriors.