“Liquid silver falls from the skiesDrop by Drop Squeezed from the darkness aboveDrops become a flowing silver riverWinding around the bend or hung on a string Frozen in time. A snapshot. Gently slipping, tumbling downBut joins the mass eventually. The darkness breaks. Light spurts out.Like moonlight on the waterIts golden glow illuminatinga delicate cobwebbed pathBurstingContinue reading “Finding the Silver Lining”