Written by: Nick Ruff

On this clear and cloudless night
I stand alone beneath the stars,
And gazing upward there I see
The cosmos staring back at me

I feel my heated breath escape
In raptured plumes of rising smoke,
And contemplate my earthly state –
How little do I really know

With frozen fingers here I pray,
When gazing on your vast array
Of shining spheres and roaming rocks,
That time for me will always stop.