I once saw you in an orange grove. I watched as you skipped along the path carved out. I watched as you ran between the trees and laughed as you teased the rays of sunlight through the shaddow of the leaves. Then it so happens, the light becomes erratic, flashing non stop wildly like an intoxicated firefly. And yet, you continued to play, laughing as you toyed with the lawless light, like an innocent child. Little did I know, the sun had gone into a trance when its light discovered your presence.