Poetry: Silver Night

I: A scientist is someone who endlessly studies the facts, the "why" and "how".

II: An artist is someone who translates their world for others to experience.

III: Both often experience infinite curiosity.

IV: Sometimes one is both a scientist and an artist.

V: Forever searching out the "why"s, and blending their mind to create something others will understand.

VI: Most just want to be seen and understood, as this artist does.

VII: Enter the world and mind of a transmasc nonhuman living in a human body.

VIII: Please understand that all found herein is subject to interpretation.

IX: May your world be the richer for peering through these strange and intense glasses.

The fog so gently falls

a full moon rising high above

afar, a wild owl calls

through leaves the breeze sighs.

The moon casts it's silver light

which catches is the fog.

The grass shines silver bright

as does the singing of the frog.

I stand in the new world

with it's silver grass and leaves

the silver mist in the air swirled

and all my worries relieved.

A Flittering Flame