Inner Thoughts as I Do My Hair

Stars float against the black night.

I gaze, looking outside the bathroom window.

Putting my hair of coils up on my head

Getting ready and comfortable for a night of peace

in my silky pajamas and fuzzy cat slippers with the adorable ears.

Removing my makeup after a long day

rubbing off the tints of concealer from my mocha skin

I think about the starry night in front of me

as my gaze wanders to what happens at night

when most of the world is sleeping

willingly cutting themselves off

from the rest of the world

for eight whole hours

powering down and shutting off like

a phone that’s been overworked

and overheated

and in desperate need of a reboot.

There is no beautiful night

as this one. At night, it seems

right now that the possibilities are endless

and you can dream as big as you want

with no “you can’t do this, or “you must be joking”

but where dreams come true in the nighttime sky.

crickets chirping and whistling on the outside

hidden in the tall blades of grass.

What must it be like to be a star at night

bright and beaming unapologetically

fully and completely itself

where it is unheard of to dim one’s shine

eliminate one’s sparkle

A sparkle that makes one themselves

stars float against the dead of night

the planets above are invisible

as they lazily orbit the main star

the sun.

A huge star above all of the stars.

My eyes lit up thinking about the possibilities

that are as endless as the expanding mysteries of the galaxy

and beyond that. Is there anything beyond that?

one might think

to me

there is.

A whole universe beyond that

and beyond that.

If one has any imagination, of course.

I believe that God inhabits all of the universes

the ones He created

with His hand on the earth and a hand on the heavens.

Created He man and woman.

I’m sure that the stars also shined above them

the stars that God made just for them.

And that, my friends, is why night

is my favorite time of all.