For me, this piece reminds me of a camping trip in Northern Quebec after having travelled several hundred miles to the campground. There we me with the other campers and soon were added to their "fest" where we had baked beans that had been baked for two days in a large pit filled with burning logs to surround the 'pot'.
After having our meal, I wandered away from the fires and the noise and the people to come to a knoll where I looked up at the heavens and beheld the stars, the innumerable stars, the majesty of them and my awe at all of this while basking in the silence of the glow in a place much like those of yesteryear when things were simpler, cleaner, and basic.