Bliss

The depth of night is a pleasure

While the world is slumbering

I come alive

Days are grueling

Struggling to maintain composure and alertness

But clarity only comes with darkness

My bones may be weary

But a lifetime of thought beckons

Settling into the silence in comfort

The solitude of wakefulness

As Orpheous visits every other house

Reaching for a pen in the quiet

Staring into the bright screen

Scratching and tapping

Searching for inspiration

Thoroughly pleased

In the depth of night

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