Stolen light seems so bright until it dies again
Newborn light unknownigly shines with all its might
trusting that it will forever live within its light and
keeps on living The shimmer the newborn lights leave behind
oh how they remind me that I fumble in the dark that's why
we feel(you too?) that their presence is a breathtaking reminder
of our own inner light Oh so tender (nothing to render) What we
once were oh I remember I also admissively recall that my memories
keep stealing from me the joy of experiencing I live in the darkness 

the one I created when I blinked 

right

after each memory was created I didn't create the actions of others but I
created the place my soul now resides my voice has become like my not
- as newborn skin how do I know? When I was a teenager I created a song 
and its melody Few days ago I remembered it again and sang it oh
I felt the tenderness in me . . .

the light my light
in me and yesterday night alas yesterday

I tried to fall asleep

I tried to fall asleep while listening to a recording of the sea waves
reaching the shore and going back to the sea and the song of the crickets

I closed my eyes tried in my mind to feel the heat of the sand feel that I
slept on the beach but but so many memories poisoned
the pure experience of the hot sand so I left with my mind
from those memories and went went where? Alas I went to the
african desert The one by the sea I can't recall the
name of the place right now but I felt safe and fell
asleep I slept well and today in the morning I decided
to let some light in - from the sun this time Sunbathing is 
fun