Does glass break when shattered? When is it time to cry out to the sun for rejuvenation in the twilight? Arent we all simply shreds? In moonlight you must, sunlight you fall, dreams you once seen to have faded away into oceans of glass shards and try as you must thr light is distant but wishes make for good company. To you I wish greater summers in which lights surrounds from city tops. There is no help to find from where shines cometh. I dream of wistful winter blessings.