When hope turns dark,
I will bring the sun to light it,
I shall guide, protect thee,
For I am the human spirit.

Poem: God’s Dream,
in ‘Chameleon Lights

They say I am powerful,
They say I am eloquent,
They say I am wealthy.

But I am feeble,
I do not believe,
I am surrounded by the mute, the inanimate,
For I am made of baser things.

Poem: An Honest Soliloquy
in ‘Chameleon Lights

The human spirit carries a torch called hope.

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going.

Chameleon Is The Animal Which Change According To Surrounding, Feature Similar To Human

Chameleon Is The Animal Which Change According To Surrounding, Feature Similar To Human