The fire crackles under the flush of
moonlight. I dig my feet into the soft
earth and tilt my head back gently to gaze
upon the stars. For once, I am alone
with my thoughts. The world is quiet on a
night like this, the crickets know to hold their
breath. Even they realize the beauty this
night holds. I can’t help but to wonder if
this is what it will feel like on the last
night ever spent in this smooth, graceful world.