HOME

HOME

The neon sparkling wind, blows pass the sharp pines in the dark forest. The darkness falling on every living thing. The stars signaling signs to tell the violet flowers a secret message. Flashing on and off like a light switch. A young woman rides on her beat up bicycle across the park, where she played as a child . A thousand miles away a stallion horse with a black shiny coat would sleep in his stall, waiting for the rooster to crow. As a bald eagle with a flight as gracefully as a ballet dancer soars through the moon lit night sky. Across the continent, where the sun is shining on the toasted sand at a glamorous beach. A beach, where the clams are praised as merchandised and the people wonder on the ocean in a huge brand new ship called Mariposa . Its bright yellow sails flapping in the wind. On the beach children play with smiling faces as they throw pieces of wheat bread in the air for the forever starving seagulls. The children watching star struck as the ships park into the harbor. Faraway in a place where winter has arrived . A scarlet red little house lays on a hill full of snow. A little fire sputters in the chimney as a family sits snuggled together. A curious cat stalks by with its silver bells ringing, softly through the cold night. This is the world we live in. Where beauty is everywhere. This beauty called our HOME.