In the silent beauty of the late, late, night,
Stars just twinkling away ‘til the morning light,
Nothing but a whisper, nothing but a sigh,
As the world sleeps under the midnight sky
The universe rests, rarely a sound,
With secrets in the shadows waiting to be found
The very idea of night and space has always fascinated me. The world just seems more peaceful at night. My mind seems to ease at night. There just seems to be so many possibilities of what could be.
At first I thought maybe that’s why I loved it so much, the idea of the unknown waiting to be discovered, but then I remembered my long standing hatred of the ocean and I realised it went much deeper. In the night when its just me and my thought I don’t have to be anything. I can let down my guard, my mask, my walls and just exist. Feel every emotion for what it is and not have to act like I’m fine 24/7, 365. I can play my sad music and just cry, I can question absolutely everything for no good reason.
In the night I feel like I could do so many things. I could rearrange my bedroom just for the vibes, knock out an entire assignment, randomly get creative and poetic. The night brings out a different side of me that gets locked away for whatever reason.
The idea of the night symbolising the unknown is actually so real as well as the moon symbolising mystery but what I think is truly beautiful and paradoxical is how the stars symbolise positivity, happiness and renewal. These things that everyone groups together as one, yet the stars stand out among them all, which is quite ironic as the stars just seem to be the backdrop for the moon.
When I stay at one friend’s house we always go for a walk at night but we’re never scared. The companionship, the unspoken rule that nothing said on these walks will ever be mentioned again and the time wasted just looking at the sky. Although is it really wasted if we enjoy the time to just… be?
The night has always seemed quite romantic for me. The very idea that there could be someone else looking into the same sky with their own worries seeking the same comfort as me but in an entirely different place just seems so magical. Someday I hope I can share this love for the sky with more people. Go for late night walks more often. Just appreciate life for what it is for I am always so much more grateful when everything gets stripped away to the minimum and the night seems to do that on a much, much larger scale.
-Violet <3
so pretty
loved your beautiful reflections!! a great reminder to observe the poetry of our skies and nature ☺️