I'm addicted to light. To colours and sounds. The magic they play Within and without. I'm addicted to sunrises Peaches and pinks From snowy mountain tops And deep quiet lakes. When outdoors in nature, and sunset light slants down. Between trees so straight Growing up tall. Or in big cities between buildings, this golden light falls. Makes magic one moment, then fades and is gone. Mighty tall buildings With glass windows that shine To the light of the sun and the street lamps at night. The sounds of flowing water, birds twittering loud. Hearing people’s laughter and talk. It’s good to be alive To experience this all. Walking amidst people or on forest paths alone. Immersed in the moment, it’s sights, smells and sounds. Addicted and lost It's me that I found.