Night, oh night,
What a beauty you are,
Bringing slumber to many,
While to others you bring awakening,
Your endless sky stretched out above,
Casting beams of its wondrous light,
Her wondrous light.

When night falls,
I am awake for a time,
Not wanting to give in to rest,
But to prowl about,
Running wildly and freely into the night,
Where no one will pay me any mind,
Nor care what I do or say,
A time all to myself,
Alongside those who I care to share it with,
Though in most,
I am alone.

They slumber around me,
But I cannot,
For I am simply too awake,
Too alive for sleep,
Therefore I cannot give in,
Not until I can no longer,
Having reached my limit.

Grassy fields lay before me,
Their soft grasses swaying gently,
Whilst the night goes on,
The owls hoot overhead,
Smells of grass, earth, and feathers fill the air,
Freedom, indeed it is.

A night to last for all eternity,
Alas, all in a few hours,
Until the next dawn,
All to disappear,
Fading into the day,
That shall bring up new opportunities,
For all to enjoy,
Just as the night.

- Jay M
January 29th, 2019