And night has no meaning if the stars pass away..
Into an eternity of nothingness..
Yet even in night is day coming..
A yearning for sunshine..
Blind diamonds in my eyes..
While feathers dance around a fire..
Glowing embers..
Screaming flames...
Claims of days forgotten...
Cotton like clouds of blue..
Memories of you..
Like ashes of dripping snow...
I look up...
And find life.
Love.
Peace.
Joy.
Me.
