Darkness found itself standing face to face with the brightness of Light. And in dawning, and in the twilight, they embraced, where the mountains passionately reach into the sky, and where lonely desert sands are forever waiting. 

Although the grains are relentlessly blown into ghosts of ancient travelers, their footprints are slain in its tempest, and without a conscience, the sand tiredly lays down to witness the sky open its eyes, continuing its torrid love affair with the darkness. 

In twilight, all of the long days living feelings, born from man, and the desperate reaching for life from the roots that cover the earth, gather where only innocent eyes can see, where the heavens reflect their fiery stars in the ocean’s depth, and open their broken hearts to drink from the healing fountain of emotion, waiting there from their pilgrimage, to be consumed. 

As the sun chases the darkness around the earth, they meet on the horizon clutching one another’s souls, They are content in knowing; their thirst is quenched by the mending heart of life on earth, and the blood of life’s passion, stained into the glass of sky.