The Distant Night Sky

 The Distant Night Sky 

As the clock struck twelve I gazed out into the empty night just in time to watch the dotted crystals forming an ocean of illusions. And from them came a wave whose currents swept me towards the endless shores of memories. As I swam flashes came from the midnight blue that showed me smiling and strolling through the woods, as my sisters chased behind the glowing fireflies panting at their failing catch. Our three shadows blew with the forest breeze as we whistled with the distant wind chimes looking at the distant night sky. Suddenly I didn't want to reach the shores, for my anchor was strong enough to withstand the storm. The storm that would eventually wash me to the shores where the blinding lights would dissolve the feeble glow of the fireflies. Slowly, the tides of the ocean were replaced by the clouds of drowsiness and I drifted out of consciousness, not before whistling with the distant wind chimes and looking at the Distant night sky.