I am essentially three whole decades of woman, often visited by Verse, a deity who has always offered more than I have asked for, scattering vivacious colours across my every landscape and swathing music around my atriums, you know, just in case they get a little off-pace every once in a while. Of all things that compose a life, one of my greatest fortunes is seeing eyes as not only vehicles of sight, but repositories of hope that require nothing but a little light.