"The sound of light is far too high for us to hear, yet we feel it. Its laughter as it glitters and skips across rocks & glass. We also feel its secrets as it seems to whisper desperately something to us. We feel its rosy cheeks as it smiles at us and babbles gaily. Even though we hear it happy, we also hear it sad. When rain comes it is sad and so hides behind clouds, until it peeks out again to play & laugh. We hear it in the morning as it says good day and we see it in the evening and hear it yawn. We also feel & hear its calm when it is quiet and still."
-written 4/28/2009 -
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