Someone comes into my dream, be familiar or not

      He (She) laughed, cried, angered, or remained slience

      Once the flowers blossom and fall

      The wind is going to travel all the year round

      Darknesses often walk into a paint for a wonder

      To meet the sunshine at dawn joyfully

      What a midnight arousal happened

      God is listening in all the prayers around this world

      What a nice child

      Sleeping on angel's wings with no tears

       (Kevin Kern : Pastel Reflections)