It is in these nights
these stillest of nights
where the semi-arid air surrounds

the baking heat
that was the day
has for some time
given way

subtle aromas
fill all senses
combining sage
with that of gentle dirt

overlooking
the lights of cities
which strive to mirror
the stars inert

sit and ponder

all life's questions

for it is in these nights
these stillest of nights
that those grand answers might be found