Alone at midnight in a desolate field, empty for miles.
The sheer vastness of the darkness presses down upon me.
My heart beats with despair and I look around for something to grasp onto..
but only nothingness surrounds me.
Desperately I turn my eyes upward.
My heart quickens its pace,
but now it races in awe.
I see the beauty that is stretched above me,
for I see thousands of steadfast lights in the night sky.
And it’s not just the familiar constellations,
but the comets, planets and stars of galaxies and systems far beyond.
And I realize the brightest lights are merely single stitches in the blanket of intricate beauty of all that is above me.
After drinking in as much of the scene as I can,
I begin to cast my eyes downward in contemplation
but catching my attention
is a falling star streaking across the sky.
I know it’s for me, and only me.
I smile in revelation:
I could never have seen the true beauty of the light
had I not made the journey through the darkness.