Get close to grass and you’ll see a star.
Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.
A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.
Based on the law of probability Everything is possible because The sheer existence of possibility Confirms the existence Of impossibility.
I recreate myself; that is my only power.
When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.