It’s what’s in front of meIt took my whole life to seeMy mighty backers never left my sightI’m stepping into the luminous light.

In constant creation and transformation. Never forget you are a timeless work of art.

And the riders who came to bare witnesses to it.

Worth the sneak peek of the painted sky just before the constellations take stage.

This fortified spirit of December’s spawn,Have you no doubt of any other?Surviving, what a pity for it’s no state of cheerOh don’t you weep sweet childAll hail now, one foot in front of the otherOne golden heart tempting the faux … Continue reading →

For blasting prayers from under bated breath into the beyond.

For showing up gallantly in the shadows of the evening sun.

Back at it again in her blush phase…I’m smitten with her flirty, sassy and pluckiness along with her much anticipated entrance. Like clockwork she graced us once more with her intrepid sentience upon the first signs of frost.

For turning riders into silhouettes.

As the world turns.