A Clear Midnight
I've been planning to go out of town this weekend, but then today I suddenly realize how much I have to do. Ugh, it makes me tired to think about it. Luckily I downloaded a new app yesterday, Poem Flow, a free app by one of my favorite websites: poets.org. Today's poem seems to say to me, "It's okay to be tired. Go to sleep.". Advice I'm always happy to follow.
So if you are tired too, here is a poem we can b
oth share:
A Clear Midnight
Walt Whitman
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson
done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the
themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars.
So if you are tired too, here is a poem we can b
oth share:
A Clear Midnight
Walt Whitman
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson
done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the
themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars.