Reparations
While the quiet of the evening draws its curtain on the noise
Day had clamored ’til its leaving, I will lie in calm and poise,
Gently as a bed of lilies bends in summer’s kindest breeze,
As the cat turns, curling, ’til he’s found his pose of greatest ease;
While the dusk falls, silent, deeper into night, my eyelids close
Heavily…I’m soon a sleeper in the stillest of repose…
Midnight finds me softly dreaming, all the day’s loud clatter gone,
‘Til birds chatter at the streaming light of the approaching dawn
While I lie in silent dozing where no sound comes breaking through,
All that shouted ceases, closing restive lips—and spirits, too,
Slip like shades and never flutter more than deepest sleeping sends
To the surface from the utter place of healing and amends;
I will rest here in the solace and the silence so supreme
It can quiet every call as I lie still and, gently, dream…
Art-Colored Glasses 
Aaaaaahhhhhh…….
(((Whispers: rest well!)))
I love the effect(s) on these photos! The prose makes me want to go back to bed! 😪
*Everything* makes me want to go back to bed. My favorite place on earth, possibly. 🙂 I know I’d much rather be there at the moment than awake, as it’s Sunday and we had to get up by 6 a.m. after a late night/morning (2 a.m., I think). The price of having a fun Saturday dinner with friends and then taking time to wind down after, I guess. 😀
I did, by the way, have lots of fun playing around with the pictures in Photoshop, so I’m glad you liked the results, too. 😀
xo
So lovely … a true lullaby for all ages. XO ♥
Or, if sung to me, a lullaby for the aged. 😉 Seriously, though, I am very pleased you liked this one. Smooches to you!
xoxo,
Moi