standing in the street . alone, just before sunrise . the world is quiet
sometimes the layers . are more visible, bridging . all realities
the quiet places . are often unexpected . and hard to forget
the leaves we can touch . so they become real, the clouds . we can only feel
every color . across the entire rainbow . is made from just three
In space they’re called Lagrange points
what the sunrise brings . is more than a beginning . it is a fresh start
every moment . has potential for wonder . if we are open
drawn in by the show . it is the little details . that follow us home
there is no purpose . greater than wanting to share . what you discover