my night

Standing outside Rain... Falling Wind... Blowing Wood branches... Creaking Pond water... Falling off the rocks Clouds like jets, Across the sky. Sound of rain, Best at night. Pitch black No sight Late Yes. But no fright. Just sitting Feeling Listening Observing... Without my eye. Relaxed No worries Perfect night. A little cold Yes But No bite. Sweet smell Of burning pine. A light shown, No longer hidden By the clouds Full moon Found My wonderful night As I stand outside. Late Yes.