"Why do you believe in pain, when I give you light again and again?
Why do you question hope, when I show rainbows after weeping.
Why is your knowing so hard, when I position stars like an art.
Why should I know black and blue, when at different perspectives I show hues.
Why do you shut your eyes, instead of plant my sunset in your mind.
Why not become one with I, be emerald wings touching freedom to fly."
