Snowflakes fall,
as I remember
why I have cried.

My name blinds itself
from the fact
I am shining
inside my sky.

Stars represent
the glitter
inside my eyes,
as I try to understand
the colors of my thoughts.

Whenever I try to hide,
I find myself gazing at the skies,
who make me understand
who I am.

Sparkles become flowers
as they touch the ground
because they know the stars
who have given me
the life I have had.

Each flower represents
an act of kindness
thrown into the wind,
not expecting it to
become alive,
but time becomes
the water that nourishes
it all, and makes it all
alive….