Black

The sun is setting, smearing pinks and purples

The clouds are swollen, drifting slowly across the open sky

A dirt road provides for a long and bumpy ride

Twisting and turning, then dipping down sharply

Into a valley that would forever change my life

Hundreds of feet tall, towers of rocks stretch their rocky walls

The perfect campsite sits nestled between small pines

The sky is black with stars taking up every single space

The milky way is thick and seen easily by the eyes

But the Hive is the golden nugget to the place that we have come

Rocks smooth and chunk and climb over each other

Towering, growing, between tunnels, caves, and cliffs

Climbing and sliding and grasping at cracks

Until the top is reached as the high rock peaks sit quietly in a circle

As if inviting you to drink in the view of pure outer space

The dark and wildness of the night is just frightening enough

But the view, the stars, and the galaxies are just elegant enough

He holds me close as we stare upwards

Even the dog in a tangible pool of awe

The world feels complete

As the blackness of the entire universe surrounds us

Like the biggest, warmest, and most loving hug

The silence, the stillness, the blackness is nothing to fear

For it is the ultimate form of relaxed expression

A serene place that we will return to once again