Clearest thoughts apon a midnight chime the elders of my heritage always said.
If your up at the dead of midnight for that moment is of eternal solitude.
Why I here you ask in in hushed intrigue over the crackiling fire embers and sparks glisten the sky in tiny scarlet, time lends a curious ear.
I smile with glee to share my knowledge with existence, silence looms and you intrepid listener who seeks my ancient knowledge.
Take my hand and let us share our attuned minds on the plain of existence eyes up, mind attuned as twinkles of ancient light brighten the way forward as we
walk the path of wisdom.
For when the clock strikes 12 that precious moment of new day is of purest solitude as all is renewed no crime, no worries, no corruption, for that...