I sit and breathe the nighttime air.
I feel content, free from despair.
I look upon the shining moon.
It sets me free from any gloom.
I see the twinkle of the beautiful stars.
They look so close but yet so far.
I see an owl up in a tree.
With a woot, he says hello to me.
The night is calm without a breeze.
It makes me feel so much at ease.
There is no fear that I can feel.
I think it's time for me to heal.
My broken soul will surely mend.
I'm getting help from my dear friends.
I may not see them or hear them speak.
But they let me know I am not weak.
Within my heart is where they will gather.
They're fitting the broken pieces together.
Under the nighttime sky is where I think.
Taking in its beauty I do not blink.
A soothing comfort is what I feel.
I think it's a sign, it's time to heal.