For this little light of mine pours out like Chardonnay wine. for as it fills the smallest glass to wash over the darkest of pasts. when it settles in the hands of thieves the fight for savoring tastes the sparkling sizzles the sounds of its pleasantries. as the glass is full of hope and dreams the stillness of its settling calmness. the etiquettes and purities of its face. Oh how it pulls the mind body and soul of its moments. the divine overflow of joy and relentless abilities to move through and over mountains. for this little light of mine pours out like Chardonnay wine
-LKTJ
