I love waking up to the silent beauty of this hour, the dark before the dawn of a new day. Dreamy and peaceful, I’m taken into a soft dimension, merging with the deep sapphire blue of the night.
I feel the gentle stillness hold me, embrace me. Feeling safe in the quiet of the silent beauty, this divine goodness keeps me close and warm in its sublime comfort. I
The window is open. I watch the silver-blue moonbeam shining on the green leaves of the tangerine tree outside. The shadow and light moves with the breeze to create a charming vision of the little tangerines glistening, illumined on the branches.
I lay warm and happy under the billowing eiderdown comforter. Awake and feeling the stillness, feeling the mystery, touched by a tender joy and the beauty of this holy night, as the fresh, cool air kisses me softly.
Then I hear it, a night bird and his melodic little chirp. Out there in the dark, he sings. He is bringing a love song to me. In the still of night, I quietly listen. This midnight lullaby fills my heart with love. It is the song of light, of divine magic, a song of innocent happiness.
He is reveling, perhaps, in the beauty of this enchanted garden. A lone little bird singing solo in the black of night. I smile with tender tears, as his song opens me, unties me with his endearing little sounds. I am content in this easy feeling, touched by his love song.
Life is a marvelous mystery as this wonder enters me and I am filled with a depth of richness. My senses are alive to the sable-blue velvet of the deep, tender hours before daybreak. I am wrapped in the sanctity of life, listening to this gentle messenger of love.
I love you always —