Night Time
When silence falls
In the spirit hour,
Everything gets quiet,
Or so it seems —
Songbirds take refuge in the canopies of trees.
A cat is howling, and there are faint barks in the distance,
And the moans of owls looking for mice and other prey.
Dreams and nightmares float atop,
Bodies lie still or toss and turn — a silent orchestra.
Blood keeps pulsing through my veins, and the day breaks,
This is the rhythm,
The River of Life.
My heart is the drumbeat of existence,
And I forget all else,
Until I remember why I am here,
Always and never, and still
About the Creator
Ute Luppertz ✨
I am an animal lover, a meditator, and a wisdom keeper. I live my passion through writing about life and animals and working as a pet death doula and animal communicator.
You can learn more about me here: petspointofview
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Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳
Nice work
Good job!
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And congratulations on top story 🥰
Wowwww “my heart is the drumbeat of existence” 🥁 I will forever remember this 💕👏
This was incredibly beautiful 💝 Deserved a top story for sure, congrats!! 💌
I love that last line! Congrats on top story!
Beautiful, I do wonder what parts you live out. Congrats on Top Story !!!
Quite lovely ... I appreciate how this calls us to pay closer attention to the world around us.
Well deserved top story. Congratulations!
Wow, gorgeous sensory details! Congrats on top story!
congratulations on TS. this is magnificent.
Good use of sensory phrasing. Congrats on T.S.