Quiet

It’s quiet tonight, there is a full moon high in the dark sky, frogs are croaking over yonder, while the gentle sound of the trees are swaying in the wind, the clouds are glowing and dancing to some far off destination. It is quiet as I sit in my birds nest far above the busy city below, and I am warm and safe.

My black nosed, black eyes snuggle bug is curiously observing my pen move back and forth over my page, her head moving from left to right, in the meanwhile, my sleeping beauty lays in my cloud, sweet and still. Her brilliant mind and mouth are finally resting, at least until morning. Oh, it is quiet tonight.

As I journey from there to here, from then to now, near and far, I can’t help but wonder…how did I get here? Is this my beautiful house? Is this my beautiful life? It all seems beautiful on the outside, but on the inside, my life is less than perfect and I am miles from contentment – yet on this eve, things sure are quiet tonight and it feels all right…

Tomorrow, when the sun rises and the birds begin their morning song, the cars will buzz and hum, the lines will form for the morning rush of coffee, hungry mouths will want to be feed, destinies will be created and the noise of the world begin again. And, my journey will continue to move forward, yet again and I will enjoy all the noise life has to offer……… ahh, the noise is comforting, yet the quiet is, for the moment, satisfing.