The dust hangs in the air, as if time itself has frozen, everything is so silent in the night.
Headlights illuminating the path
as you go farther into the night, complete uncertainness.
The black drops off, as if at the end of the world, as you fall into a sea of stars the cool night air rises up around you.
Gentle breeze comes up from the valley as you stand tall staring into the sea of stars. As if nothing else is around you. The smell of sage dances on your seances, as the dust joins in it's melody waltzing all around you.
The harvest moon bows to you as it takes it's leave and gracefully dances back behind the mountains as if to play peek a boo.
The quiet night air is shattered as a coyote barks, the strangest sound you can hear, as the horses return it's call with a warning.
All is right in the world as the darkness brings you the new beginning of a new day to come, as it sneaks silently in the night up upon you and gently places itself in your hands, a fresh beginning to a new day.