Hid Within

Some days are longer than others

some moments are that way too

and some moments aren't long enough

but I guess you know that's true 

like all of the moments when you're completely yourself

without having to explain you to anyone else

sharing in the reality of everyday life

without all the hubbub of tedious strife

that dresses itself as something important

to distract you from living, using you as a doormat

disappearing like winds blowing through clouds

unable to calm itself, unorderly and unbound

disposing of your day, wasting your time

when wanting to add something useful to life

like the touch of serenity reached out in understanding

relieving you from purposes that are needlessly demanding

to wash away strifes that would rather and will

ruin every minute you give them to steal

followed by a calming that eases the mind

blending in freedoms for imagination to find

the quiet of morning before sunlight rises

amid ambient light in candle glows shining

where soft breathes entices peaceful petals like roses

that fill up the senses with pleasant reposes

relaxing the body into ease from what wearies

massaging into essence all that holds pleasing

the tones of hands touching the softness of skins

releasing the turmoils hid deep within.