Forever Un-named

Somehow beauty has found itself here. Life is slowly seeking to come to the surface, to breathe the open air. A regeneration is occurring. I await the dimness of the night to fade with the rising of the glorious moon. The reflection of the past day shines over the night, encapsulated in its own limitations, yet beautiful beyond that which it is reflecting. A new shape of luminance... without fear... without hesitation... without shame.
But there is only one of me.
For now.