This Beautiful Night Poem by Eric Von Rohr

Hushed and silent
Thinking
Breathing steadily

Outside moonbeams and night cover shadowed rooftops
Surrealism and His Truth fills in an evening of thoughts
The mind is free to peruse, the spirit to pray

You can feel the coming winter to stagger through the open window to wander about the edge of your sleep
There is something though, so vivid about this night
Pondering, just to put a finger on it, the mind's eye straining to see
Perspectives become different, changing, cultivating, for His mercies are new every morning

Maybe it is this vast beautiful stillness in the Spirit, the tranquility that drips, saturating the night air.
For yesterdays and today are now fading, falling an eternity away.
For whatever is different about this night, I must now turn my thoughts to sleep from this beautiful night