The Midnight Workshop

[AntonyJoseph]

Soft yellow light glows on the wooden bench,
A scattered mess of tools and blueprints laid.
No heavy worries here can ever quench
The quiet joy in things carefully made.
Clocks keep ticking as the hours slip by,
Sawdust and coffee scents fill up the room.
Under the silent watch of midnight’s sky,
A spark of passion cuts right through the gloom.
When the world falls asleep and all grows still,
What hidden craft or dream do you seek to fulfill?

 

[Anshhi]

Soft yellow light glows on the wooden bench,
A scattered mess of tools and blueprints laid.
No heavy worries here can ever quench
The quiet joy in things carefully made.
Clocks keep ticking as the hours slip by,
Sawdust and coffee scents fill up the room.
Under the silent watch of midnight’s sky,
A spark of passion cuts right through the gloom.
When the world falls asleep and all grows still,
What hidden craft or dream do you seek to fulfill?View attachment 433848

When the whole world falls asleep, that is perhaps when a person's truest self and creativity awaken.