how lovely of my juno to pay a visit. a handful of fireflies. warm yet fleeting. only gravitating to those who deserves his light, those who shelters it as so. bashful yet vocal in his thoughts, his emotions, his love for cherished ones. as clear as the lake home underneath him. i'm thankful to be allowed nearby, to silently watch over him as he flourishes in the goodness and peace of his own name. today, tomorrow. always.