Seconds Encircle the Night

I have seen seconds encircle the night, one at a time
So often within the twinkle of an eye
Waking me to wander from the deepest slumber
Into places where my spirit seeks
The moon on high

Seconds lay waiting like butterflies of innocence
Passing silently without any regret
Until a stroke of midnight rings in so boldly
What is nothing becomes that
You cannot forget

I close my eyes on sleepless nights; listen to the sky
Laughing and smiling as if it understands
Why seconds encircle the night, one at a time
Then appear so innocent while I lie here
Under their command

Passing seconds can change into minutes, then hours
While you wait within the twinkle of an eye
To wake up and wander from the deepest slumber
Into those places your spirit seeks
To see on high

Reviews

[Art]

Inspirational piece Neva...those sleepless nights can give us the views of memories and opportunities...we reflect upon seconds and yet they are so small a poetion of time when we are Universally connected...seeking those heights that we reach when we truly look deep inside our Souls...lovely write...

[Lilly Negoi]

splendid poem! and the second stanza is such a beauty!!

[Aidz]

Really liking your direction at the moment Neva, good scribe

[Sukriti Suki]

nice...seconds encircling....beautiful.

[unknown]

Sounds like some wonderful seconds, great poem Neva!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

I love this poem. It calls out to my consciousness and makes me feel as if I am a part of something much larger than myself. Amazing.

[Maggie]

Reminds me of sleep, and of dreaming. I always fall into your poems. They take me other places.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

This is yet again, Brilliant. I hate it when times ticks slowly- it seems as if it wants you to suffer

[Hayley]

Time sure does go by slowly sometimes...
My favorite stanza is:
Seconds lay waiting like butterflies of innocence
Passing silently without any regret
Until a stroke of midnight rings in so boldly
What is nothing becomes that
You cannot forget

I love the comparison of the seconds to the butterflies, and the rest of it flows so naturally. In the third stanza I really like how you wrote "listen to the sky, laughing and smiling as if it understands"
You have perfectly captured the moment. Marvelous!

[Joel M Frye]

A sleepless dream-filled night well-captured, Neva. Single, simple silken strands of image spun one by one until you have the reader right where you want them. Well done, senora.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

A second can be endless, when time stands still in a cherished moment. Excellent poem my friend.