Night is calling to me

Night is calling to me

Whispers blow in the wind

Weak and weary is my body

Yet the sound is relentless, piercing

It pursues the innermost thoughts

And pervades my inner sanctum

What words are these?

A message knifes through the fog

Like a surgical strike 

Pinpoint to the nth degree

Quiet the dark may be

But the mind is set ablaze 

Unclear am I to its meaning

Fearful of where it might lead

The unknown strikes a dissonance

Tangled and tossed in darkness

Confused at the unease

Unprepared for the Revelation

My physicality wants it to turn off

The mind can't help but listen

And the soul is its catalyst

Forces beyond my comprehension

Controlling the mode of thought

Persuading me closer to the call

Just when I finally thought

I got the harmony synthesized

The melody skips a disdainful beat 

Dark night switches the tune

The sun shutters the shadows

And I am awake to a different rhythm.

The Dreams We Dream

The dreams we dream

Sometimes spark a drive

Such as in a light column beam

Egging us on to take a dive

Liftoff the countdown ends

We arrive at a new doorstep

A tree branch limb extends

Hope spurs from what we've kept

Exploring the new waterway

All caution to the waves

The wind calls us to play

To spelunking in the caves

The cost of opportunity

Is cast away by the wayside

All items are full of possibility

No rules need to abide

Delving deeper into the pools

A phantasmagorical world emerges

Monsters, angels, and even fools

An ethereal picture converges

A far reaching sound pings

Closer to the tower I climb

The audible sound now sings

An awe heavenly sublime

A message is scrawled

Upon a weather-worn scroll

The words etched and crawled

Beckoning my innermost soul

At this most basic elemental altar

Set aside in the darkest hour

A message is meant to halt the falter

Not to be stagnant and cower

It is time indeed

A thunderous clap bellows

The lighting strikes a feed

Zapping the lackluster fellow

Reinvigorated away from the darkness

Forthright in the beauty of this design

Breaking through incorrigible starkness

Drinking of the celebratory wine

The dreams we dream

Sets a positive emotion

The righteous path that we deem

Congruous for zealous devotion.

Communication

Communication is conveying a message to a particular person. There is art and skill involved to good communication. Some communicate in a detail-oriented manner (which includes myself) while another can try to be quick and succinct (of which sometimes I try horribly). Others can do it with humor and a few express their ideas through fear (such as in dictators).

Earlier this morning, I sent the following message to my finace:

How are you doing my beloved and engaged partner in crime? I hope you slept well and kept warm. I was overheating yesterday so I left to go out and work. By the way, your brother came home yesterday to close an open window in his car and I didn’t know if you saw him. Anyway, have a beautiful day!

Her response was:

Good morning my beloved energy sharing functioning soul. Thank you for your well wishing on my energy balance level maintenance status. I hope you had a good physical maintenance routine. No, I did not see my genetic similar sharing sibling. I hope you have a positive subjective view of the time frame from 8-5pm also.

I thought it was hilarious, but very thoughtful. It is amazing how different people can express the same message in a variety of ways.

Is there any way you can communicate this message differently? It'd be interesting to see how you convey this point or interpret it.

I just wanted to share this quirky conversation I had with my fiance. I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you and have a great time.