When the City Sleeps

When the city sleeps I find time...

I hear the silence appearing
and I wait for it to settle in.
These are the moments
when life is crystal clear.
The questions subside
and the peaceful knowing sets in.
It is these quiet hours
that I wait for each day.
It is in these times when the moon is so obvious
that it shines brighter then any of the city's lights.
In these quiet hours,
I am at one with myself.
My mind is clear to file through my thoughts and feelings
and I chose the ones to reflect on.
With every slow breath,
I allow another worry to fall from my mind.

I am able to be.
Untroubled.
Just be.