This Beautiful Night

Hushed and silent
Breathing steadily
Outside moonbeams and night cover shadowed rooftops
Surrealism and His truth fill in an evening of thoughts
The mind is free to peruse, the spirit to pray
You can feel the coming winter staggering through the open window to wander about the edge of your sleep
There is something though, so vivid about this night
Pondering, just to put a finger on it, the mind’s eye straining to see
Perspectives become different, changing, cultivating, for His mercies are new every morning
Maybe it is this vast beautiful stillness in the Holy Spirit, the tranquility that drips, saturating the night air
For yesterdays and today are now fading, a narrative passing away.
For whatever is different about this night, I must now turn my thoughts to sleep from this beautiful night

Eric Dean Von Rohr's picture

I enjoy writing from all of my life's experiences, whether it be spritual, romance and other experiences. My favorite poet is Robert Frost. I have a blog site that I post some of my poetry on, You can also check out my facebook page and look in my notes section!

Last updated May 25, 2013