10pm and on. Below the fir, physically, mentally. Counting the stars that peek through the needles. And the windows that still are lit. A kind manifestation of night, and a deep calm gratitude for the moment, the day.
10pm and on. Below the fir, physically, mentally. Counting the stars that peek through the needles. And the windows that still are lit. A kind manifestation of night, and a deep calm gratitude for the moment, the day.