i stare into the dark,

and there are tiny lights.

their light pings off of each other,

emitting little starbursts,

and making what i can only describe as a twinkling sound.

i stand alone,

in this black void,

although it is not scary.

no, no not at all.

it is comforting,

like being enveloped in serenity.

the dark has a warmth to it,

not because of the light,

but because it in itself is warm.

although this is a void,

it is also a room,

if an empty one.

i like that.

i seem to hover here,

or stand on an invisible platform.

i think i am being held up by the weight of the air,

and there is no noise but the twinkling lights,

and my steady thoughts.

the little starbursts,

they call to me in tiny voices,

their music saying: "come here tiny one,"

saying: "here, you are safe."