Splayed against a blue black sky
Car headlights
Reveal glimpses of fire
In safe little yards
People slumber in well kept homes
While I drive on by
Fingers tapping on the wheel
I think of them
All installed in their beds
And I know
They have an inner world, too
Letting their thoughts have wing
Without limits
In those last few moments
Just before sleep
I love these peculiar little snippets of living
When solitude, motion and spirit dance
You're reminded
That you exist on both sides of the veil
All at once sometimes
And that you can trust
What you know
No matter what
I do love the beautiful, sacred night
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