A breath of fresh air.
Is that what I said, then?
Yes, the reason for stepping out.
Every night standing on my patio,
gazing at the sky and the stars, mesmerized.
So elegant and yet so dazzling.
The night air feels like a subtle peck on my cheek.
And it caressing my hair as if I were a child. Oh! So meek.
I can hear the breeze and the commotions far away.
Nature, coming alive and celebrating life. To solemnize it all.
The nothingness at that moment feels like everything.
It fills my heart in abundance, and overwhelmingly so.
And, just like a child, I wait every night, yearning for it.
A glimpse, however small it might be.