Void

in the void of midnight
i am more concrete than ever
enshrouded by immense darkness
i feel senselessly infinite

i exist and continue to persist,
endlessly,
in the ancient stars,
the magnificent silhouettes of leaves and unknown shadows,
the damp ground beneath me, supporting my being,
and the blade of grass that brushes against my flesh.

the sensation,
reminding me of my imminent mortality,
brings me back to my body,
just in time to escape into the dawn.