It is called by some the hour of the wolf.
It has other names.
The witching hour is another name for it.
It is around 3 AM.
What is it about the mid night. Not midnight but that time just a few hours before dawn that bring such mystery into a life.
The night is stiller.
The house is deeper in sleep.
The weight of life is different at this time of the night.
There is no where to go, no ace to turn.
The night engulfs you completely.
Can you solve the problems now.
Can you see with clarity now.
Can you conquer indecision now.
Can you challenge yourself now.
Can you recognize the frail gift and simply hold it tight understanding it was never yours to begin with.
You are simply a tenant…a renter…a trespasser…a hobo on this train racing through time and space.
So relax, smile, laugh loud, be grateful for this quick ride through your spot in eternity.
A split second in comparison to the larger story.
Just be kind and wink at the hour of the wolf.
The ageless experiment.