Okay, so I tried toning down the adjectives and stuff. What do you think?

The night was either black or blue, but I couldn't tell for sure. All I knew was that it was dark as a mysterious man's cloak. Stars were out, frightened, pulsing silver occasionally. I walked on, feeling at peace with the world. The wind was in my hand; sometimes, it seemed that I was walking on it. My shoes were no longer flawlessly white. As I ran, I knew I would soon be renewed like gossamer sunlight on a lavender flower. The earth confided in me, and I confided in the earth.