Bamboo

Her beauty is a refraction of the sun's warm and gentle touch. Without his light, she would not know here or there, whether there is movement or if she is stationary. She sees herself in his light, and she is seen. She turns the lights out to reacquaint herself with the reality she once knew, it seems the further she gets from the light, the farther it takes her when she steps into the spotlight. She feels overwhelmed and the crowd is raised from the depths as she is propelled into that light... another day... another night...in another life