Goodnight

There can be so much serenity, found amongst the dark
My ears feel the breeze of vibrations formed elegantly
Sometimes I like to question pessimism
Sure, maybe I have quite the good life
But here, on this raft, all is right
I am a man enclosed, yet so free
Looking up at my boundaries
I feel so liberated, floating above the cracked brown floor
The moon enters the room, a waxing crescent
Brushing aside the darkness, letting in light
Wait a second....am I dreaming?
It's simply the white of my smile.