Lover of the Light

Like a moth I am
A lover of the nocturnal night
A voyager to valleys bright
A ravishing beauty is my delight

I journey through-out the elements
The thick and beneficial
With carefully selected colors
I paint using my easel

Sometimes I trust the weasel
Sometimes I search in people
During the Hard times
Poke and prod perchance
For pins and needles

Yes it is so intimate
So wondrous to see
A lover of the light
That delights in light like me