In the cool of a summer night

Sleep finally comes
Oblivion for a few short hours
Too soon the the mind wakes; struggles with life.

Prose wishes to break free
Sentences struggle for completeness.

References and words float on the air
Mind’s eye holds a crystal
Considering its complexity
Its simplicity
Its perfection

Turn the thought over
Consider infinity
Consider eternity
Consider mystery
To hold the world in your hand
and …

The scene that follows won’t come –
Struggling for completeness
Struggling for meaning
Struggling for profoundness
Struggling for the heights

The cooling air flows and cools the soul
The mind rests
Yet it struggles with the thought –
The image that wishes to be found

Gaze at the crystal again
See into infinity
See into the power and wisdom

On the wind the voice is heard
but in the mind a glass wall prevents hearing
Mumbled words, a phase starts

“Gaze into the crystal and see … “

Frustration as the words will not flow.

Completeness fades
The cool air brings relief
The river lulls the mind to sleep.

Sweet rest
Thoughts start and fade to sleep
Sleep comes to revive the weary soul

Sleep gently lays to rest
Sleep lets the thought lay incomplete
Sleep nurtures the imagination

Play the scene again
and again
and again

Gaze into the crystal and what do you see?

Oblivion
Infinity of light
Restful dark
Silence
Sleep