The blue sky of my youth,
in grass coated beaches,
infused floral innocence,
I find you.
The blind faith of guide dogs,
in black mountains stacked.
The abundance of hiding,
I find you.
Mechanical in completion,
in pools reflecting life.
In origins of hurt,
I find you.
In groove of needle static,
oxygen free surroundings.
In Doppler effects,
I find you.
An ever thinner presence,
in background radiation.
animation unbound.