The Wee Hours of the Morning

I love the wee hours of the morning!  I fall asleep about nine or ten at night, and then wake up, full of energy, around one or two in the morning.

The World sleeps during the wee hours.  All is peaceful.  All is quiet.  No disturbances stop me from going inside my head.  Sometimes I wander the streets enjoying the silence.  And if I am away from the city and light pollution, then I stare at the stars and wonder.

The wee hours of the morning are my most creative.  I cannot keep up with the ideas that flow to me.

When I read Walt Whitman’s “A Clear Midnight,” I realized that I was not the only one who enjoyed these hours.


“A Clear Midnight”

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.

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I am Minnie and Chic's son.