Poetry

Light

The darkness evokes a certain comfort; there’s a certain knowing when looking up at the night sky – the stars, the moon, the vast darkness that seems like it’s everything as it is nothing – sometimes the only way you can describe it is through poetry, through song, through something that may be a little less tangible – and even then, it’s hard to capture that exact, minute, nuanced feeling.

 

Looking out to the vast, dark space,

I dangle my feet gently below.

Swinging on the glittery stars,

Dancing with the meteorites,

I dip my toes into the cool pool of light below me.

 

The moon is a puddle of cool, damp fire;

It tickles my toes and comforts my soul;

Just as a warm cup of hot chocolate on a cool winter’s day.

 

I watch as the stars dance for my amusement,

Swirling and waltzing- just like snowflakes

Fiery images of life, here to stay.

 

I Imagine leaping over each one,

hopping across a river of

swift, silky, slippery

darkness.

 

A darkness that leaves question behind,

and fulfills a knowing.

A smooth dark:

comforting like creamy peanut butter,

or silk pajamas.

 

Comforting like itself,

the night sky.

 

Suddenly, feeling a tickle over my eyes,

They float open,

The cool image of a comforting, white pool stares back at me as

The stars smile and craters wish me a good night

And I drift back to the beautiful mystery

Of the moon and the stars astray.

 

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