Early Works - There’s A Light

The world seems mystic and unreal as into the night I steal seeing shadows on the ground of towering figures all around. In the distance, there’s a light of a candle burning bright as the moon up high shines through crevices in the sky. Like a sleeking ghost, I wander gazing at the shadows I ponder in the darkness of the mystic night and feel the call of a beckoning light. My shadow seem to run and steal into the mystic and unreal as the candle lit by my love sends cascades of light dancing on the stars above. Date unknown.