Moonless

A free verse poem

Photo by Yasaman Saneie on Unsplash

Black and heavy this
moonless night.
Thick tar weighs
on my shoulders and
my eyes
blindfolds with pitch dark;
no gleams.

But in this infinite blackness,
above,
finally,
they appear:
countless stars,
sparkling
fulgent.

They are indeed small, but myriads
and shine so much, filling up
the gaze of those who,
like me,
from black,
look for
the light.