#arimaederra

here at dawn, armored in glorious red. watching the sun say it’s morning prayer crying orange and yellow hues of grace. Grateful, could it be that I get to wake and live another day with so much light to give. I’ll ask nothing in return but for you to appreciate me while I’m here, admire me as I leave and remember me when the sky goes black and the stars seem far, he asks. dear friend, how thankful I am to be adored by you. Your love feeds me the light I knew was there all along, a true reflection of me.

when you do something for the love and the mastery, time means nothing.