To the Nights That Make It Count

A reflective prose poem about the quiet power of the night, where solitude fosters self-discovery, healing, and strength in embracing vulnerability.

It is about the lonely night,

the calm night that lets you feel.

It makes way for you to pour in from the skies, breathing silence,

allowing you to burst out loud with no one to hear.

Like dew drops falling into the shimmering night,

only for the wind to take notice, the sky to see, and the earth to feel.

The tiny droplets settle slowly,

catching their breath before they even recognize their form.

That’s the beauty of falling into the night:

you let yourself settle, exhaling into the calm air.

You warm up to the wintry surroundings,

and ease into the pain.

The pain is comforting in the night.

It lets your heartbeat again, fully,

for you to hear amidst the silence,

amidst the comforting, lonely night.

It’s when your heart probes with questions,

and your fingers answer,

for they know how brightness can dim your light,

but the night lets you shine brighter.

They say, not every sunny day is a happy one,

but there’s joy recounted at the end of each day.

They cherish the slumber more than the shiny mornings�"

Can you blame them?

It is important to feel alive,

to feel the blood rush through your veins,

to hear your soul speak.

Not that it’s always words of wisdom,

but those are the words that matter most.

The nights make it count,

keeping it real, unfiltered, purposeful.

No agenda, just truth.

To the nights that make it count,

that allow us to begin anew,

and rise to celebrate the shiny mornings ahead.

Reviews

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I'm a night lover also that's why I call myself the night owl haha. But you sir are a fine wordsmith loved the line "Well, it is important to feel alive, to feel the blood rush through your veins and to be able to hear your soul speak." I got the feeling of zen relates to the very nature of it all, how one's soul to be deeply illuminated in darkness and make it into beauty but seeing the beauty and most importantly not letting pain and long sessions of dank submissions. Allen Ginsberg said once " Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. Sincerely your friend in writing and life. :)

[Vidyashree]

Thank you sir for your kind words. Although, the gender noted in your review is a miss.