I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark—the perfect time for creativity.

savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep…and last night’sdream.

Shadows could be anywhere in blackness. (Eric)

Foreword: Life is tension or the result of tension: without tension the creative impulse cannot exist. If human life be taken as the result of tension between the two polarities night and day, night, the...

God created night and day without your help, enjoy His gift of rest tonight. Tomorrow will bring showers of blessings and joy! Good night, you are safe in His hands.

Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night: too serene for the companionship of fear.

When reality and your dreams collide, typically it’s just your alarm clock going off.

I didn’t intend to go in that direction but strange things happen when the lights go out.

I’m just an insomniac struggling for a night where I don’t dream of you anymore.

The night creeps in by subtle degrees while a show of fierce colors attracts and distracts me. I look up, suddenly aware of remote lights scattered overhead. I gasp as the last streak of fire...