The dark night,
The cool breeze,
Now doth all thoughts come to me.

Life seems so long,
So troublesome,
And yet now does the cool air
Take the stressfulness away.

At night,
I can ponder,
I can talk.
I can think on anything
That my mind wishes.

Almost as if I were dreaming,
My mind wanders.
The deeper questions lurk,
Calm, but obtrusive.

Almost like the wind,
Do my thoughts begin to glide.
A part of me that I’d kept
Hidden through-out the day
Emerges.

No longer afraid to let myself free,
No longer afraid to be seen
For what I truly am.
Not afraid to show myself
To myself.

As the cold wind
Touches my pale face,
I am brought into the further
Reaches of my soul.

Here, alone with my thoughts,
I feel stronger.
I seem more in control.

Here I can be who I truly am:
All sides exposed.
I can now ponder
And think in a more peaceful fashion.