NIGHT SOUNDS

The quiet, stillness of the night,

yet teems with motion and sound.

There is no accounting for every noise

so our mind creates its own reason.

Sometimes our thoughts are rational,

making sense of all the discord.

Sometimes our assessments are accurate.

Sometimes they are untamed,

lacking any trace of sagacious thought,

the rambling of uncontrolled anxiety.

Fear takes control of every fiber of our being,

erasing all intelligible speculations.

Our hearts race in expectation of what may never come.

The influence over our own sanity is lost.

The mind chases after the memory of logic.

Reality, losing its essence, crashes from our conscious consideration.

With the sudden outburst of a common clamor,

our inner being screams!

It sounds again.

As we move in response to the phone or the doorbell,

our fears for now, are laid to rest.