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