The moment of birth;
Do we begin living or begin dying...
Lone wolves run fierce,
salmon destroy themselves...
Gold is a treasure,
to those who seek wealth...
Quick dark night arrives
like the settling of a...
Everyday
is only another day...
Was all she was
and can never be again...
The smell of incense burns
my nostrils like the sun\'s fire...
Throwing herself from
september treetops...
Days fade to gray
every breeze whispers your name...
The sun a dream whisper
fading into a mist of still air...
And that was the day
of the eclipse...
Somewhere in the desert
of New Mexico, an old man...