Life.

Have you ever danced from step to step

on a cobblestone drive way that lead to hope?

Under the warm sky of honey drenched in the rays

of eternity. And there across the valley is a sunset

and placed in the center of the yellow is a tree.

With leaves made of money that fall victim to the breeze.

ANd when you climb the tree and look out at the vast

field. the sun begins to drip down the horizon. melting

the world in the last of its rays darkening the sky with every

tumble. the night air fillls the void and a crisp wind rips through

your hair.