Soothing Night

There is something soothing in the night,
In its calmness,
Its plainness,
Its darkness.
Something knowable,
Something touchable.
As if the night is the reflection of yourself,
Your inner space,
Opposite to the day's outer space.
In the night you see you.
The shadows of your utmost secretive thoughts become visible.
They start to get lines,
And dots,
And colours.
They start to get shape.
And you,
You feel at home.
Peaceful,
Satisfied,
Numinous.
Transcendence is calling you,
Whispering gently in your ear:
"Come out and play.
It is safe,
The safest it will ever be."
There is something soothing in the night.
Something secretive.