Welome to OWLLIGHT…

The space between dawn and dusk where inspiration breathes.

Hold You

I’m afraid If I hold on to you too tight That you will shatter Turn to dust and scatter on the wind Flying far from my reach Where I’ll never feel your warmth again Hear your heart thrum at my ear Still I hold you Every chance I can


Look, look into the sky Feel the chill in the breeze The scent of the leaves, Decaying beneath your feet Feel it Breathe it And know You are here You are still breathing And that is all I’ll ever ask of you Just breathe Please Just keep breathing


I wish on the first star I see in the night sky On every penny thrown into a well Or fountain My words are clear My intention pure Because I know Wishes come true The last one brought me you