THE VASTNESS AND THE NIGHT

The Night had a
Captivating Vastness to it.
The Vastness of
Allure
Liberation
And
Fufilment.

The Vastness
Held the Night,
In a death-like grip.
A tantalisingly tentacled strangle..
Whilst cradling it,
In the tar-black swampy blackness
of its "Nightness".
Solacing it well,
Into the wee hours of Dawn.
Till the Night vanished,
Into the Vastness
of piercingly blinding Light.

Did the Vastness engulf the Night?
And devour it out of existence
Stripping it dead?
Or did the Night
Simply get elevated
beyond the parameters
of being Alive?

Now remains, only Vastness..
Beautifully expansive
And
Eerily vast
Stretching away into
Infinite Unlimitedness.