I Stand Outside on a Cold January Night
I stand outside
On a cold January night
Beneath the infinite void
Of the Great Beyond.
In an age
Full of light
When the light leaves the sky
It rises in the land.
But on this night
I stand outside
With no lights around
And I see
The Sky.
A sky I have not seen in years
Speckled with light
As if an angry painter
Had splattered white paint
Upon a jet black canvas.
Here I am on this night
I stand outside
Unable to see anywhere but above
With only a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts
To shield my body from the cold winds.
But I do not care
If I freeze tonight
And catch hypothermia
Because it will be well worth it
To see a sight I have longed to see.
As the night trudges on
I stand here outside
And as the city bustles around me
I am unaware of what is around me
As I gaze up at the sky.
With no one around me but me
I can behold a scene only for me
And so I shut out everything else
And indulge in the abyssal beauty.
Because as I am alone
I stand outside
On this cold January night
Beneath the infinite void
Of the Great Beyond
And I could stay here for infinity.