GarbageGoddess

Once upon some shifting phase from which still I awaken, I stared up and watched

The sun and moon cross paths and turn some hybrid hue, and thence they beamed

splitting sharpened Sights worth miles into my eyes, the dunes of snow beneath me,

with one breezing drift, Glistened with rhythm and hummed with warmth,

and the forests which overhang Bequeathing insulation and cover descended

from no higher than the outer orbit Itself

I beheld all of this, and I loved this Earth more than I ever thought me capable,

Abruptly prior to my discovery, it was you

may this be the new beginning to your life's conquest