Peach State says: Watching the Shadows Dance on my Wall!
The ever-changing shadows played as the reflecting glow moved them across the wall.
The lined pattern, from the blinds, resembled a music staff as the various notes appeared and disappeared on the shadowy sheet of music. The symphonic movement composed for just me, all while Watching the Shadows Dancing on my Wall!
The elegant sway, as the light glistened on the wall, moved like the shimmering beacon from a lighthouse. Steady and direct…lending of itself confidence for the weary. The trees slowly performed a beautifully orchestrated ballet as the shadows stretched longingly across the wall. The fluttering of soft fairy wings moved silently around the shadows as the slight breeze moved freely through the leaves. Quietly, I relaxed, Watching the Shadows Dancing on my Wall!
My eyelids grow heavy…my body stills as it is enveloped by a billowy warmth. Breathing slows it’s pace as the glow flows around the room. The sleepy sounds of crickets and waves accompany the shadows as they dance. Fuzzily I try Watching the Shadows Dancing on my Wall!
My eyes lose the battle and give way to the night. The shadows fade as the reflections cease. The night silents the busy day to allow for the body’s recovery…in expectation of a new ballet. I will awaken to still shadows as I begin my day. I will admire, for a short time, the sun-dial movements of daytime shadows as they stretch slowly over the floor. Memories will pierce into my daily activities and I will long for another night-time symphony. The melodic movements will calm my chaotic world and give me a time to quiet my soul.
What a wonderful way to fall asleep…Watching the Shadows Dancing on my Wall!
Do you enjoy Watching the Shadows Dancing on the Wall? “I do…and I just had to share!” Have a great day!
Posted on May 17, 2012, in Home, Just Between Cousins, musings, Reflection, Uncatagorized, Uncategorized and tagged ballet, chaotic world, dancing, fairy wings, light, moving, reflections, shadows, sleep, sun-dial, symphonic. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.