Stars will shine in the darkest of nights in spite of or because of the night.

in light if this is light and if that is the light of it
I sit to write of it and suddenly it eludes me.

On blackberry lane
It
looks the same as always
the same as it did

Everyone bids me goodnight and in light if this is the light of it
I hit the enter key
stars shine on,
on me and
I follow and contrary to expectations
I find it
In it's entirety
inside of me.