The dim rays of light snuck their way through the cover of clouds.
The sun singed face smiles with the joy of a lesser light, open mouthed.
The body walks to the nearest shade of a tree in full bloom.
An even thicker cover than wished for.
Sitting still in mid-stretch to the sky,
Seeing the future clear for the first time.
A love found without the use of eyes.
A blind life without relevance has led us to a downward spiral.
A life that is too old to soak in imagery, But young enough to embrace a wonderful breeze and the warmth of the sun's rays.
Not all has been lost.