Night Breezes

When the night breezes come a wafting

Stirring my curtains, entering my room

The sweet smell of honeysuckle invades

I inhale the fragrance in the nighttime's gloom

To my window, the moonbeams beckon me

I arise from my bed, I slowly approach

In the distance, I hear a hoot owl’s call

It’s plaintive cry, silence it does broach

To the door I go, I am hesitant to go out

Something is calling, imploring me to come

Resist it, I have no resistance, I weaken

I know that invariably I will succumb

Across the lawn, I go, to the calling trees

I should be afraid, but surprisingly I’m not

My breath, it becomes shallow and ragged

My skin crawls and I am incredibly hot

Into the trees, I wander, wondering why I’m here

The whispers I keep hearing of a gentle voice

“Come away, my child, spend some time with me”

Let us walk and talk, please, it is your choice”

In the moonlight, we slowly walk, hand in hand

Safe and secure, I am in His embrace

A time of intimacy only He and I can share

As He lovingly showers me with His grace

The gentle voice that sometimes comes a wafting

Riding upon the currents of a nighttime breeze

Is one of the ways God reveals himself

To the ones that will listen, His presence they seize

Tuesday, June 21, 2022