Inspired by the Night

Gazing off into the night Basking in the silence And yet there is no silence The howling of the atmosphere As if they meant not to be heard Yet still attainable to my ears The sky is black Yet the silhouette of the trees still manage to be blacker The sweet smell of the night A mix of moisture, trees, grass, emptiness All that is And in this night I wonder Wonder if this special being I was so destined to acompany Witnesses this night At this such time Wondering if he who sees, hears, smells, feels Is mine, destined to be Or if that of which I witness and stands alone Is it that I am destined for no one? Or is no one destined for me? Am I the one someone dreams of tonight? As they gaze at the endless stars Am I the kind they wish to have? To embrace As they still gaze out into the forever night Who is this being... where is this being? Is there such a being? Or just a figment I have created A character inspired by the night Mending my stars of endless sorrow to comfort an empty sky 2003