A serene kind of darkness surrounds.
It’s the time when the sun, with his first rays, hasn’t yet set fire to the sea. It’s the time when everyone, in their peaceful state, is enjoying the last frames of their colorful dreams. It’s the time when the birds haven’t woken, yet, to ring the day with their happy tweets. It’s the time when joy and sorrow take a back seat at everyone’s mind, leaving it in a state of oblivion. It’s the time before dawn when the world is still enamored by the final silver rays of smiling moon.
A musical kind of silence surrounds.
It’s the time when one can hear the symphony of the humblest rustle of the autumn leaves. It’s the time when one can hear the hushed hymn of the twinkling stars. It’s the time when one can hear a melody as the dew drops come to life. It’s the time when one can hear the chime of the clock every passing second. It’s the time when one can hear the gentle breeze smoothly whisking away the mystical carpet of mist.
A sacred kind of love surrounds.
Amidst the darkness all around, I see on your face the expression of pure bliss, lost in the land of trance. For minutes together I stand there staring at you; I take it all in, for it brings my heart and mind more calm. Amidst the silence all around, I hear, so clearly, every thump in your chest, as I rest next to you. Your heartbeats, your breathing, creates a musical of its own, taking me to a more peaceful place. In those moments I experience an emotion so deep, so positively overwhelming, that I look at you with a newfound sort of love.