Ponderings Of An Insomniac Poem by T J Morgan

Have you ever seen the irridescence of a moonbeam?
Or noticed the translucence of the clouds?
Heard the melancholic lament of the nightingale?
Or felt the softness of a moth's silver shrouds?

Debated with your cat?
Seen the shadow of a bat?
Heard a fox's bark?
Been scared of the dark?
Solved the Holy Grail?
Seen a comets trail?
Heard the neighbours fight?
And watched the dawn grow light?

So, as we sit, fighting impatience and angst,
take advantage and seize this precious time.
Look around you with wonder and open your eyes,
and enjoy the gifts given by glorious night-time.