Can you hear that? I can and I relish in it. The serene silence surrounding me during the wee hours of morning just before the sun rises and kisses my bedroom window. So blissful. My head is clear. I love to ponder during those tranquil, elusive moments.

Words flow effortlessly as I pen poems. When sleep beckons I am peacefully swept away into a deep slumber. A whisper that a better day is on its way comforts me.