Image & Poem by: Kenneth LeRose
"Fate never slips, never loses its grip. A fiery palette, a canvas that drips.
Igniting with passion, fueling the song. The tune is the moment to a bar that belongs.
Life isn't anchored to some ordinary day. It's the blanket of moments warming your way.
Grip what feels right. Cherish the light. A melody of fire that rages the night".
-KRL-