Enjoying in All Ways

Waking in the mid of night to hear a voice, I know not where it is, where it has gone, all I know is I heard it. Whose home, anyone here, is it you or is it just me?? An empty home, a deaf silence, all I hear is the refrigerator rumbling in cycles. The wine glass being sat down, the candle flickering in the darkness that surrounds. A gentle summer rain scent drifts through the cracked windows, accompanied by incense, wild flowers, and lingering of pipe tobacco, as the lighter clicks once and then twice... Moments of so many stories to be expressed..

Enjoy in all ways you know..