On a warm summer night

It is pleasant how the long summer evenings yield to a calmness that puts the body at rest and the mind in thought. It was in evenings like this that I found the inspiration to write through the ages. I can consider myself privileged by the situations that I have found myself in, yet somewhere deep down I could have always done better. Yet in nights like this the synchrony comes back and feel like saying thanks. For a moment of tranquility has been upon me. A moment of pure calm. A moment of freedom, peace and pleasure. Sharing it just makes it all the better.