middle of the night

and you do wonder who gets up or never gets down or/and finds the only time of quiet and unanythingaroundness is this time of night/morning/inbetween? I know Rene Char did, those times were respondible for his most beautiful works, I think -- I love the ones he gave us, those images-- the real art -- maybe that is the art of waking, never mind what the titles and terms: IT WAS THE REAL THING