My understanding of her was more inspiring than a Louisianna dawn.
Light is truth
Light is warmth
Light is vision, and so
Light is my heart.
Silver reflections of goals – are they real or merely hopes?
With each stair is a step
A step towards an adventure
An adventure still unknown.
Whispering, white vapors nuture my weary crops.
One day I watched the blackbirds rise and fall from the glade for an hour, and it was then that I realized only man forgets how to play.