Self-reflection

As I laid, alone, upon the messy bed in a dark night, the blanket spread over the half of my body. A book or two which tired of reading laying across a small old wooden, three-legged table, and a backless chair under it. I deliberately switched off any source of light including my phone, light-bulb, and the door of the room in case a member of the family wakes up to the toilet by a sudden disturbance of frequent urination, for his bladder is not able to store more urine to the degree that my eyeballs are enable to receive one more slight sight of a light. Any quick artificial spark makes me lose the link to my thoughts. The sweet gentle breeze cheerfully came out of the window I let open. Therefore I took a look. I didn’t know why I did so, nothing new out in the street; the same red walls, the same filthy corners where the homeless used to sleep, the same garbage-can loaded with our waste, the same senile; beardy guard going to and fro between the parked cars .everything looks the same . But at the same time.. It was something else, I felt like I wanted to be a part of that smooth wind…wind... Curves in freedom; carelessness, with no obligation, no duty, no restrains and more importantly without responsibility.
I look up above, the sky; it was dark, darker than the black pen with which I write retrospectively in this private moment. though I darken the room, the stars sent out rays of light towards me illuminated my mind naturally, and in that particular moment I saw an unreasonable kind of divine mercy, revealed to me that even though everything seems dreary in a delightful world, there is always another compassion; kindness; liveliness; sprightliness and energy dwells the sky higher up, no one could ever understand. The phosphorescence of the moon reflects itself against my eyeballs, showed me the greatness of the whole solar system and unveil convincingly how our big problems are too small and unobserved in the face of the splendid moon i was gazed at that night…I realized that we live in daily miracles. Yet the overwhelming majority is too concerned with their daily triviality. We are nearly losing ourselves in looking down below and unaware of how it is astonishing to look above…