One fourth of a day.
One fourth the distance round our world.
One quarter turn.
I am reminded of a scene from a seventies movie. Superman is upset that, despite his ultrahuman powers, he could not save Lois Lane. He hurls himself into the upper...
I see you, sleeping. A slight smile on your lips as the covers keep you warm. The pillows surrounding your head as you move to find the cooler part. The slight sigh that escapes your lips as you move, and your chest, holding your precious heart, rises and dips.
I want to crawl...
As you sleep away, I wonder if it is a peaceful sleep.
For you rest from a busy day
Hopefully dreaming your cares away
As I send thoughts of protection to you
Keeping away the demons of the night
Until the morning dew
When at first light
My voice you hear
as it sounds out...