The Dark, My Friend

The dark of night portrays,
a deep calm over the world,
the cool grass against me,
peace is found at last.

The stars in the sky create a mosaic,
of light, of dreams, of lives,
of moments past and yet to come.

The dark is calming, and peaceful, without the fear,
many seem to feel when trapped inside walls.
The breeze whispering through the trees, and against my skin,
a creation of contentment and peace when finally set free.

Staring up at the starry night sky, I feel small,
The world is so large, the universe infinite,
compared to Earth, life seems inconsequential.

To think each star is a sun,
Like the one that brightens our lives each day,
lending heat and comfort, life and growth.

A star that burns a bright fire inside and out,
Within and without, lost and found;
Found in the passion of a caress,
Lost in the pain of a goodbye,
Inside each flower that blooms as the sun rises,
Outside each leaf that falls to the ground,
Without any prompting, Within every soul.

As I lie their, I think of what is past, and what is to come,
Lost in the cooling calm, outside on a summer night,
Clear skies, cool grasses, soft sighs of wind,
Lying here with the dark as my friend.