Inspired...
The wind fresh from the rain…the silence of the late hours…the numbness of my mind from the hours of strain…I feel the tempting caress of sleep… Yet in all these days, when nothing has been able to inspire me to write, in this moment I find the words so easy to find. Then it wasn’t my mind that was failing me… I want a moment alone…in this world but away from it…just a moment where I don’t have to deal with it. About anything. This feeling right now is so close to that. These veils of sleep that flutter before my eyes…bring to me rapture in the loss of sensations…and inspiration in the fading of consciousness…