It is another day. The Sun rises and travels through the Sky. I wanna touch and feel the horizon, but there are some secrets Nature does not reveal.
It is another year, another season. Skies turn a dark gray, as the landscape greens and it pours. There are certain treasures nature does not conceal.
Pages of the calendar flutter through time. It is that day of the year once again – to celebrate existence, despite the challenges it presents.
sun and moon cover
predetermined paths, while I
live life jaywalking