The Soulful Atom

This is from today, as i sit in office waiting for the call and see night fall around outside.. Its beautiful, winter nights have their own charm..

I like nights.
The way they slowly cajole the sun out and caress the moon in.
The way the sky softly sheds its cloak.
The way the breeze dances to its tune.
The way something changes deep within people’s hearts.
Some notice it some don’t.
The masks melt as the darkness lingers on.
Unknowingly, the darkness within leaks outside and sometimes a brightness shines.
I love nights. The quiet allure to come out, to be true.
The velvety darkness, the silent promise of easing out all pain, the gentle caress of an unseen hand wiping out unshed tears. The night is a promise.
The night is love.