The Art
We see the sauntering transition of spectral rays as the brilliant hue of heavens iris.

Oscillating with vivid focus and care, coupled hands empty, so many times you have come to choreograph in perfect darkness.

Harmonies I have yet to understand.

I often wonder how I would engage a grain of sand. Seeing in all elements the simplicity of transformation.

And I think if I could retain but a fraction of your patience I could change forever humanity.