The sun feels warm and tingling from its Bright Ways Waves of remembrance of the day still proceeding Create a smile on this groggy and weary Face A soul which has been idle and worn Becoming fluid with energy and schemes Entertaining itself with creative imagination stares into my empathic senses I need never try to scientifically provide anyone a reality conforming explanation. The summer air sneaks through our sliding glass door escape to an eight-floor deck If I were able to fly, like Superman, I would now be in Japan. South Korea Enjoying the Asian music, company, and people Two cultures better becoming acquainted with each other A heart longing to reach out to those I sense lost through my third eye view Even though the still of each warm Summer or any Season's Portions of time Called "Night" One shall never be alone... I do see you... As the Sun has signaled the inner me that now is an ignited flame roaring brightly, onward, through the upcoming night.