This goes out to the star gazers,

The 3 a.m. thinkers,

the ones who appreciate walks at night

and going to the beach specifically to see the sunset

because they seek happiness

in the very shadows of the moon.

The kind of light where clouded moments

are expected to brighten a flame

on the candle that makes up their mind,

giving off a sweet smell of certainty

and sanctity.

A steady flame of hope

that only needs to last the night

until the skies open up

and everything is real again.

Star gazing turns into being blinded by the sun,

spots to be alone turn into crowded obstacles;

these peaceful moments become disturbed.

So, these star gazers

and sunset seekers

search dark skies and empty beaches

for any sign of temporary comfort

that might light their candle past the point of only being able to relinquish sadness

in only the dead hours of the night.