Five Days..

Over drinking a bottle of a sweet spirit I read on the label, "whoever you are, whatever you do, recognize we are all the same."  This simple thought made me think.
Every day of our lives, there are opportunities to perform little kindnesses for others, both by our own will and unknown examples.When we fail we must pick ourselves up from the ashes to build something of the heavens.

We are compassionate, wild, amazingly simple, free beyond the boundaries we give ourselves.

 We are animals..
                              Free to roam..
                                                         Free to venture..
                                                                                         Free to explore..

Lets space out our thoughts out evenly. 
We are tranquil and smooth. 
We are the tides capped with white..

                                                                 Forever in Moving. 


We are the rain drops of our time; the sweet simple things of earth.We breathe life to one another.

We are animals.
Roaming.
Venturing.
Exploring.

Always
in 
motion.

Always 
the 
same.

Story.

You are a story in my story--and I am a story in yours. How will that story go?  Sometimes I forget about all the pieces that make up existence; that make up our stories. Those moments and those friends that are only an instant-- those humans who were a flicker in my heart without a second thought---But that, that is a story too..


What I say, what I do, what I speak about; my thoughts, my touch, my motion, my dreams--It all becomes part of you; part of us. Like magic, the smallest gesture or smile sinks into our soul and shapes our days, it changes who we are, and how we view one another.  Forever I will be etched into your mind, into your story, and remembered for that very brief interaction; for those simple moments...