This instant.

I really like this one, Arjun.

Renaissance

I prefer the nights,
Over days
Any day.
Even here
At sea.
Where even the night
Feels as alive
As day.
I lay awake
Without a thought
Without a sound.
I lay still,
As a witness.
Watching my restless soul
And wandering mind
Reunite.
In peace,
Without a sound
And the rest of the world
Is dead to me
This instant.

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About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on July 6, 2016, in Poem - Not Written By Me Though, Reposted from elsewhere. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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