12:45 in the morning...

[feren]

I just came in from spending fifteen minutes on the porch, standing in the darkness where the lights couldn't reach me from the parking lot. I stood outside, looked up at the night sky and watched the clouds as they scuttled past. When there were no clouds I tried to count the stars. When I lost count, I closed my eyes and just listened to the sounds of the crickets all around me.

Time passed.

With my eyes closed all I could do was imagine you doing the same thing...all I could think was that sometime, all those miles away, you've done the same thing.

It was a moment.

Comments

[passaddhi.livejournal.com]

Beautifully written.

[yotogi.livejournal.com]

It is the soul of a warrior who could not find peace.

See you, space cowboy.

Touched

[shiver101.livejournal.com]

Akin to listening to Enya, and wishing it was in time. Thank you for that, Feren.