The Scent of the Night
~Anjo passante
I sit outside in my swing for a while
And smell the scent of the night.
It’s dark, so dark, I can not see
So I look up to the twinkling sky.
I close my eyes in gratitude
For the limitless space out there;
Realizing again just how familiar it is -
Boundless possibilities and freedom therein.
Gently, yet deeply, I inhale and smell
The wonderful scent of the night.
It heightens my senses, I become aware
Of the fathomless, vast space inside.
My soul is housed in this earthbound body
Yet bound my soul will never be.
I am free to recall, I am free to imagine
Thus, I live my life just as I want it to be.
~Viola Jaynes
May 2009
The night is a freedom. A source of joy and peace and wonder.
Comment by SandyCarlson — May 21, 2009 @ 9:31 am
My favorite part about the night is the stillness. Knowing that everything and everyone is tucked away in their own corners, sleeping and dreaming soundly, rejuvenating for the next day ahead. A great design!
Comment by Viola Jaynes — May 21, 2009 @ 4:10 pm
Thanks for sharing this poem. Sometimes I also feel like I can smell the scent of the night
Comment by I TAKE OFF THE MASK — June 17, 2009 @ 12:24 pm
This is a lovely poem. So wonderful that you live as you want to be. You could link this poem to One Single Impressions prompt tomorrow, for it is: fragrance. So perfect. It is fun, then you can read others poetry on this subject and they will come visit you.
Spirithelpers
Comment by Tammie — July 26, 2009 @ 4:25 am
Tammie, thank you so much. Yes, I’ll come over and post it. Thanks for the invite.
Comment by Viola Jaynes — July 26, 2009 @ 9:45 pm