I saw something today.
It was a ray of light hiding behind the grass.
Feeding off the vibes from the falling rain.
It did not speak, but words were said.
The sounds of the earth ratting through the pain.
Giving the light a new meaning to its name.
Time is moving on and on, but the love is lingering.
Will it fade as the day makes it wave?
It seems that way, and there is nothing else for me to say.
Misconception 