I never was an early riser

Never understood the desire

Greeting the world at first light

While shadows still bond with earth

Morning holds quiet promise

Though my heart beats with the stars

In the stillness of the night

Where thoughts dance in solitude

The sunrise holds whispers of beginnings anew

I find solace in nights embrace

Why in those hours flows creativity

Unrushed, unburdened by suns demands

Outstretched boundaries among dreams, reality

Choosing to be where imagination thrives

In a gentle silence of the world asleep

I find my harmony, my moment to breathe