Zoe Nyght - In Between Daylight

In the stillness of the summer dusk
we drape ourselves around cushioned velvet
and lie, resting,
tired.
The rafters overhead arch upwards
like the roof of a church
and I feel our dreams hanging
high above us in the quiet air,
waiting,
floating to the shadowy ceiling.

Fluently, we converse in silence,
our souls drifting
like messengers of God on a mission
to awaken the world.
And in this room where we wait
there is a mirror in which
the rafters of our dreams are reflected –
in the grayness before the setting sun
we try to see ourselves.

Zoe Nyght

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