A quiet moment receiving this gift lighting a rose scented candle in remembrance the breeze that fanned the tiny flame The warmth let me know you are still here still warm from that short flickered fire of tears
A cold dark stroll under a wild aurora glow stopping cliffside as the whales mighty fountains flow bursting the surface in a high tech Vegas show Climbing the ridge to spy a migrant herd below All the while stealthly Stalking my very own soul