I wrote this, in a sense, in an attempt to express the extreme spirtual connection i feel with nature. Almost every night i lean out of my bedroom window, wishing i could leap so deftly to the ground, unharmed, and join nature in it's celebration of night. With the crisp, cold air the fills most nights i feel connected, but still seperate, as if it's unreachable. I hope I'm not the only person who feels this disconnect with nature, this longing for a true connection. I think many people, unsure of their faith or spiritual desires will be able to relate to the concept of yearning for a more concrete cohesion between man and nature. The first line of my poem, contributed to W.H. Auden, a brilliant poet has written many haunting, beautiful pieces from which i was inspired to write this poem, he got me started with the first line, something i couldn't seem to come up with myself, and it grew, as any poem does, to something decipherable.