In the Wee Hours of Night…

In the wee hours of the night
When silence rules the world
There’s turmoil in one corner
Swirling around all through
The empty spaces
Devoid of sound
Solace-you’re there
To add, restore and refill
A plethora of colours to my life
It means much…
In the hustle-bustle of life
Gigantic rules
Puny thoughts creep in
To reach one place
Where it’s heard and known
To make an indelible mark
For a lifetime…