Reid@YWP

As the sun sets, and the dusk sinks into the world just like any night, the lonely wanderer treks up his mountain, once again. Nobody knows who he is, or where he came from. He’s essentially a folk tale, a ghost story.

Opportunity is but a moment in our lives,

that leads to both good and evil. 

It can lead to justice in court,

or prejudice on the streets.

The sun's light reflects off your face like a mirror. Staring up at it hurts your eyes, but you do it anyways.

You see bright light, but

Depending on how you look at it, 

It could be any color.

Here I see 

Night kiss morning 

And no art

Is more healing

Every day is new. 

With every possibility, 

Every day can change. 

So why shouldn’t we change?