standing underneath a streetlight

dim artificial glow

rain falls around like glitter

and when the light hits right you are floating within stardust

darkness 

like a warm blanket 

hugs the sidewalk

barely seen tree outlines lean in close

and whisper good ideas to enact later

i write them down

i go (to myself)

oh that will be good

and i save it

i remember it

so that when it comes to transformation time

i can make magic

and wonder

appear on the page