1. Beauty in the Night
As soon as the sun retires and begins stripping the light out of the sky
Darkness starts to awaken;
Introducing herself ever so slowly
And then all at once
Dropping a curtain of black that consumes everything
That the day has left behind.
Ground gets a break;
The number of footsteps to bare descends
While Darkness dresses herself at her darkest,
Giving time for Ground to heal and
Rebuild the strength to take such a beating every day.
Sound comes to a halt;
Time for the minds of the restless to come alive
Hoping tonight will be the night
Sleep will be able to hush
The demons that imprison a person inside
Of their own body, torturing the host like it was
A game to disembody the fragments of a person
Being murdered.
2. Sky,
Beautifully black it’s compelling
Housing millions of tiny starts speckled so careless
About its canvas,
Dragging eyes to one
Then the other,
Plays the movie of the
Sun sank beneath the hills since
His scene had ended,
Center stage awaited Moon while she
Stretched and removed the covers of whispy clouds,
A brilliant transition.
Elegance leaks from Moon’s craters in the form
Of lucence so breathtaking -
Two subjects of such bold contrast,
Such light against
Such dark
Seduced the eyes of the beholder with
Admiration and appreciation for an artist blessed with the
Competence to portray two opposites as a single piece;
As if they wouldn’t make sense without the other being
3. In the formula
It just wouldn’t work.
Stars live in the kingdom of Sky, infinitely
Glowing magnificently in the
Endless black of night
As if they didn’t see how cruel Earth is treated and
How humanity is evolving into power-hungry politicians.
Despite us rarely giving Stars the attention their beauty is worthy of
And taking advantage of the light they exist to display for us
They don’t stop twinkling.
Night has a way of making things appear so fragile and mysterious,
Particularly after everything is illuminated by nothing
Man-made or powered by man,
Merely the power of nature itself
Casting beams of fluorescents chaotically in the air
Like a laser light show performance.
Fascinating to question the method to night’s madness,
Specifically the way all familiarity can be taken away
With a trick of a magician, temporarily letting reality
Adopt an atmospheric mask;
4. Shadows morphing landscapes into oceans of opacity
Challenging a change of perspective that
Rarely gets explored, the opportunity passed up
Over an abstract phobia of change being associated
With losing your currently possessions and lifestyle.
After night has entangled itself into treetops
And settled on the tops of buildings,
Recognition of the small town you’ve been trapped in
Since birth will become a different universe.
When black becomes the only color visible for miles,
The life familiar you’ve assumedly memorized
Becomes twisted and warped into impossible figures,
Not resembling the memories constructed in your mind.
When have you ventured into darkness that blinds you to
Study what surrounds you?
The world in your view is not
The only view of the world.
Elegantly arranged for the entire population to appreciate,
To have a place for deadly secrets to be disposed of,
To be given an opportunity to escape,
5. To express vulgarity and profanity because you deserve to
Dust those lungs off with screams that make you feel
Like the cage kept inside your weak little ribs is going
To shatter.
The most valuable masterpiece in the world is not hidden
From us or locked away in a museum,
It’s display has been set up so we never lost sight
Of the entity that cradles our existence.
The secrets that hide inside of the night
Have a hypnotic way of catching people’s attention,
Inflates curiosity until it becomes a fiery
Passion in the pit of your stomach,
The yearning for answers clawing at your skull
And the hunger to hunt for exactly what to know;
The desire to know the unknown easily captures the minds
Of anyone who wonders.
The peace of mind some are able to achieve
After the sun has left,
And how one is able to have to themselves
With no distractions,
Adds to the many reasons the night is so inviting,
