Look up at the dark sky
At the tiny dots of light
Light that travelled for a thousand years
Before arriving here
Your retina drinks in the photons
Their journey ending in a flurry of firing neurons
A constellation of your own
Dances in your head
The synaptic cleft fills up with neurotransmitters
With names like dopamine and oxytocin
And your problems feel small
As you dissolve into the night