sweetrowena_

The clock halts your weariness,
and the world outside drifts into a futile slumber.
It is then that silence claims its space
and collapses, whole, upon my open chest.

The masks worn by the day fall away;
urgencies lose their stride and their voice.
No gaze beholds us, no noise is heard;
we are, at last, alone with what lies within.

On the inner side of the night,
time moves at a different pace.
The shadows are not frightening ghosts;
they are the gentle echo of our own solitude.

There, where light dares not shine,
the fears hidden by the sun are revealed.
Forgotten dreams begin to grow again,
and what was scattered finally finds its meaning.

It is the flip side of darkness, the center of calm,
a deep dive into one’s own roots.
Outwardly, the night is the body’s sleep;
inwardly, it is the awakening of the soul 🛸 #digitalart #artofvisuals