🌿 Night Wandering

Last night I wandered, searching for sleep,

it being elusive,

a vaporous swirl refusing to settle into slumber.

I wandered to a window while seeking sleep

and found an expanse of stars,

startlingly crisp,

strewn — no,

perfectly placed to

affect wonder in the wanderer.

Stars placed farther than far

beyond my reach than sleep,

yet more present,

comforting,

encompassing.