Waking at midnight
Blessed with moon-free sky
Peering into galaxy’s midst
Endless stars twinkle “hi”
Waking with silence
Moonlight dropping in
Feeling heavens’ distant light
Harmony’s smiling grin
Waking in darkness
Storm’s thunder crashes
Rolling over quiet thoughts
Lightning’s outburst flashes
Waking to calmness
Creek gently rolls by
Flowing with tranquil spirit
Landscape waving “goodbye”
Dreaming no longer
Each hour filled with rest
Composing nightly rhythm
Set for tomorrow’s quest
Big Sky Buckeye 
So lovely. It’s especially nice when the night can be experienced away from the city, when stars and natural sounds are the only companions.
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There are times I wish I lived away from the noise and light. I seldom drive to more isolated locations because of heavy deer traffic.
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And I’m not fond of driving at night because of halogen headlights and too many drunks on the road!
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The beauty in the experience and the calm in the wakening! God bless you! Beautiful!
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Karla, I appreciate your reflections. It’s almost therapeutic to write poetry with this theme.
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I’m not usually very happy when I awaken in the middle of the night, but you give me a new perspective. When I am not ill as I am now, I take time to pray while I am awake and then drift back to sleep.
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My own interactions in the middle of the night seldom mirror this poem. However, crafting such a poem proves therapeutic.
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Beautiful pictures and walking at midnight you can see God’s handiwork all around
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Eileen, thank you for sharing your reflections. While I haven’t been tempted to take a late night rendezvous for awhile, it sounds like like something to embrace.
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