For a long time people told me that a good theme to write about was ” midnight ” what does midnight mean to you ?
And i found myself wondering what does midnight mean to me….
Midnight is a time, is it not ?
Until i recalled something.. something i read a long long time ago in a book and that i want to share with you together with a picture
Night’s winged horses
No one can outpace
But midnight is no moment
Midnight is a place
This poem made me think about a place where i spend my holidays ( there is a post about it here in the blog) there, at night is my midnight, wherever one can see the stars, see the moon, be in the company of those that make his / her life better, there is your midnight, at least mine ^^
Where is your midnight i wonder? =)
Have a good sunday