The Shoe

Reading a book illuminated by only the gentle flicker of candlelight allowed me to lose myself in another's thoughts. As the mesmerising light danced across the page, their distant world emerged in my quiet reality.

However, as I read this beautiful story, I have to admit my thoughts begin to drift to the new dawn approaching; and all the possibilities that accompany it.
In a breathtaking show, new light dances upon our earth, our homes, and ourselves every day. It's masterful in design, awe-inspiring to witness, humbling to comprehend. And every day is unique, a gift that offers no more reward than a simple smile.

A forceful breath proves to be the candle's last light, and as the darkness descends, my mind drifts towards the new dawn and the daily dance it is sure to bring. 

Sleep beckons my tired body, yet the child-like excitement of getting lost in all I still have to discover runs through my system. Keeping me awake, willing me to greet tomorrow's dawn and the light that is sure to dance across my soul.