Roaring Night
“Tonight the sky is blue, with hues of gold and crimson, as the sun sets and it begins to darken.
I find my thoughts as they begin to wonder, wandering, and racing like an approaching storm.
I find myself thinking.
Dreaming.
Of you.
As the blinding and blistering rockets of the holiday blot out the silence of the day and awaken the night sky with thunder, I find an intangible beauty in it all.
A beauty that makes me think of you.
I dare say, I rather love you, and your beauty, your beautiful soul, your laughter.
Thundering cracks fill my ears with sound but does nothing to move your face from my mind.
You’re like a quiet whisper in my ears as I try to sleep, a lingering voice as I try to work.
Plucking softly at the strings of my heart, filling my soul with a quiet melody.
I do believe I’ll wait here a while, and dream of you.
Until we meet again.”
Roaring Night by Jeremiah McCarthy
