How beautiful is the night, if only it would last forever. It is symbolic, a time to rest for some while for some, it is another time of the day to cry silently and drench their beds.
But before the night bring forth whatever it is in its pouch for me, I set out to sit outside and look up to the sky to feel the breeze just as never before and continually admire what beauty has been made up there.
It is time for me to let out my feelings before the night come for me but really nature is comforting. Oh, ye! Night time come gently, calmly and give me that sweet part of it. I have endured so long for this night feeling not to stay for awhile if not forever.