Fireflies in the black night sky, the eyes of a child wonder at the light show. Eyes of wonder, collectors of opportunity. Where did those eyes of wonder go? Where did I lose that ability to see opportunity before it is gone? Eyes of a child see even in the dark. Where are those eyes that could watch opportunity unroll like film on a screen, clear, imaginable, reachable and exploitable. Why has daylight destroyed the blessings of blackness. Why have the eyes of a child become the the eyes of a spectator, an observer, detached from opportunity, helpless to connect. Why has daylight destroyed the wonder of fireflies in the night sky? Why has the ability to see clearly destroyed the ability to see in the darkness? Darkness defines us, daylight is just an illusion for the senses.