the evening turns
from dark to darker and darker
until
the sky
is black
a countryside night
and the crickets chirp
in the grass
the moon rises
thin
but bright
and its soft aura
creates the only light here
a large moth flies past
and the evening
dewdrops dampen my bare feet
the air tastes clean and
it enters my lungs
so easily
the sky is speckled
with a few bright planets and stars
but it's hard to make out
the constellations
a single breath
in this dark night
clarity
