"Night"

 

There is a coolness in the air.

All the earth fades to grey.

But there is a kind of beauty there

As the stars begin to play

Amongst a field of darkness and the unknown

As I sit here, alone.

The moon glows eerily above

Reflecting the sun's rays,

Yet it is somehow more wondrous;

Independent from the day.

 

To others this is scary, but to me it seems

When I look into the night sky, it is like a dream.

Source: The Night (poem)