Draw in the Silence

Wake in the small hours before sunrise

Tread softly down the stairs

In a quiet room close your eyes

Once seated in your favorite chair.

The night is welcoming.

The silence is beckoning.

Let not your mind be clouded

By worries over things undone.

Let not your thoughts be troubled

By fears for errant daughters or erring sons.

The night is hearing.

The silence is peering.

Soon your house will spring to life.

There will be music from the day's first birds.

Mere moments from now you will know both joy and strife,

But for now listen only to your own words.

The night is breathing.

The silence is singing!