At that moment the coast was beaming

From the sun passing through clouds Singing

Birds not knowing that time has passed

People not knowing that things are past

Yet the sky seems deeper today no whisper but humming of the crowd

In the city and the streets full of strangers changing paths Proud

Of the color the painting took I finally showed it to a room

With told me I should follow what path made heart bloom

If the time seemed all time low because the rain needs to fall

There has not been day without 

The gentle reminder of art through life in all

That I have seen, in all that I have heard, Such a breakthrough out

On the island I remember best - that bliss is a choice and a path forward

And oh the days have been, so dreaded for so long, yet I must be gone from there

And from another place foresee the air

That the path takes when treaded closed eyes listening to the ocean

Playing the melody never sung before, under the sun

13.July.2023