A late night poem

I went outside just now to sit outside in my parents backyard. All of a sudden my thoughts turned into this, a late night poem. Maybe it's more like a song (there is one part that I felt I had to repeat almost like a chorus, you'll notice that as you read) but I wouldn't know---my musical ability is, well, non-existent. But I just felt like posting this to capture some late night thoughts in a moment where I enjoyed life all over again.


"All alone late at night
Only moon and stars give me light
No one else in sight
I'm washed clean of my fright

And I find solace in the silence of my starry sanctuary
All alone I've found I'm not alone after all
In this moment there is no burden for me to carry
This must be a taste of the garden before the fall

The crickets sing to me
a lovely nighttime song
I learn this gift of silence
was available all along

I just know that the sun
must soon rise again
But I just don't want
this lovely night to end

And I find solace in the silence of my starry sanctuary
All alone I've found I'm not alone after all
In this moment there is no burden for me to carry
This must be a taste of the garden before the fall

The cool breeze comes
Like fingers run through my hair
I'm filled with hope
As if divine love is in the air

Lightning bugs flicker
Granting green light for here below
Shooting stars come quicker
What variety, what a show

And I find solace in the silence of my starry sanctuary
All alone I've found I'm not alone after all
In this moment there is no burden for me to carry
This must be a taste of the garden before the fall

I know that the sun must rise
And peel the dark away
But for now I'm content to gaze
For now I think I'll stay"


Well, there it was. I love the way little things speak gigantic truth.