One day felt longer than a week. I now no longer hide. But what's behind the waterfall I seek. Looking in from the otherside. Old and Young. I want the knowledge of the departed. With air still filtering in my lungs. When you're alone pass by one time. Help make it mine. Lets collaberate, I'll make it rhyme. The feathers in the morning. Those significant days, the fox's I see. The eye in the cloud, the pistashio tree. Your laugh blows like music with the wind. How can I not follow? In the quick glance of a sunset. It's eleven years tomorrow.