Though spoiled by the neon
The silence that dawn as the night slips deeper
Knocked my heart open for a conscious stay.
I stand on my porch staring at the dotted sky
Flashes of asteroids travel speedily from one star to another
My heart captured that scene of bliss
What indeed is the mystery the space above speaks?
I may not understand the marvel of this creation
Yet, my feeling carries the strangest phenomenon
Subtly beyond the reach of thoughts
And, I know the night is not just a moment.
It is but
The master of my sleepless existence
And a painting brilliant in the absence of day.