Dotted with sparkling glowing diamonds.
The dazzling light helps me forget
The aching of my exhausted body,
Or my continuous yawns.
Lost among these natural compasses,
Used and depended upon by the ancients,
A hush, a peace, a beauty,
No longer thinking of the long day,
Or the fatigue of running around.
They watch over me as I look up,
Twinkling to me a friendly greeting,
Shining in a delightful brilliance,
Reminding me I'm not forgotten.
I'm watched over, loved, and not alone.
A moment of refreshing peace,
Yet still one duty remains,
But I'm now stronger.
With a contented sigh, I bid farewell,
Turning my back to their light.
Yet even while I no longer see, I feel them,
Watching over me.
Comments:
There's a new thing I discovered last year that became one of the most special parts of my day, and that is to go outside and observe the evening sky for a few minutes. Sometimes it was to enjoy the cool evening breeze after a hot day. Sometimes it was only to get away from the noise in the house. Either way, I've had some beautiful moments standing or sitting outside and enjoying the beautiful evening settings.
This poem was written as a result of such a moment I experienced this week. There was a particular day that seemed to get longer and longer the later in the day it got, and I was exhausted, but wasn't done with the day yet. There were a few open minutes to go out and get a little bit of time to myself, though I was really tempted not to, because I was so tired. I was glad I did, because that evening the stars were particularly bright, and there was an amazing breeze, not to mention that it was late enough in the evening that it was really quiet and no longer busy sounding. I went out feeling almost at my rope's end for energy, and with a few things still to do almost questioned if I had enough energy for those, but there was something about that moment that gave me just enough strength to go in and take care of those necessary last minute tasks before having the chance to retire to bed. There was a sense of being watched over that evening, and I'm grateful for that.
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| Took this picture a while back. I love the details it picked out. |
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