The moon blinks,
behind a tapestry of clouds,

while sounds of the night,
engulf the city,

soaking up,
the remnants of today.

I sit alone,
the heavens embracing me,

and a long-lost sense of belonging,

returns,
to hush all gloom.

I am one,
alone,

at ease now,

lost in the midst,
of countless shimmering suns.

I am one,
alone,

though not lonely,

and as the blanket of darkness,
caresses my soul,

I am assured,
soothingly,

that I am me,

and,

that I am whole