photo credit: www.sjsu.edu
The window is open by my bed
The air is still and slightly chilled
Frost is in the forecast overnight
Not a sound outside is heard
on this late spring night
I breathe in its cleansing freshness
as the sheets fall over my tired body
I love this quiet, this solitude
I begin my dreams, my journey
to my nighttime womb
Building A Life Of Hope 
…my journey to my nighttime womb – awesome line!
Thank you! I literally thought of that as I was pulling the covers over myself last night!