Comforting darkness

i was standing out in the wild, with the wind blowing through my hair. the light slowly faded; as the sky painted dark in just a moment. dark matter swarmed around me, yet for once, it felt strangely soothing. the smell of star dust and dew, filled my lungs as there was nothing to view. without my eyes, i can see in a different way, as paintings filled my head, as the brushes play. for once, darkness wasn't a daring game, for once darkness was comforting.