I find myself out on the porch at 2 or 3 in the morning because, well, sleep is difficult.
This week for a few nights at that time I would hear a Bobcat, relatively close. Across the road in the Swale of a wooded area, maybe 100 yards.
Deep darkness and mostly silent except for some soft wind chimes. It's more of a short scream and kind of eerie.
The call, or scream would echo through the trees in the darkness. There was no return call from another.
It made me think of this time in my (our) lives.
Our hearts and souls are screeching out in the darkness, searching for a familiar response.
But it is no longer there. Just our memories.
It can be eerie, maybe a bit scary too. The screech of the heart into silent darkness.....still hoping for a reply.