I live for the most seemingly infinite small things - Like tiny crystalline drops of water on my window from the rain, City lights shimmering in the endless dark, Those pin pricks in the velvet sky called stars, Music so beautiful that it hurts, Silver flakes in liquid green eyes, Those moments your heart jumps and you can't breathe, Yet you smile and inhale with all your being. Those luminescent veins in the sky they call lightning, The reflection of candle light in a wine glass, Understanding the esoteric complexity of life, love and existence.