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.