Let's make this a short one just for the ages to come forward into that great unknown known as tomorrows dawn. The light his the sky unspoken from the dead on night turning over into another day to heal and make all stronger just by surviving another night into that ever constant light early in the morn as the dew drops fall. Everyone knows the wonder of the galaxy contained within a speck of sand bearing like a bright shining band greeting all that is new. You cough at the top of your lungs as your dies struggle at the words you write fears into that bright new light cycling through tone and space a galactic race zooming as you try to keep pace. Iis it a wonder then you're left in astonishment at the number of possibilities increase exponentially from the dusk into the dawn. Eyes wide open and there in front the glory of the universe becomes all to evident like the wind rustling through evergreen hills.
