Beautiful. The sounds intoxicate my ears.
I close my eyes and I am swept away by a magical thing.
Imagination. Thoughts that swirl in this brain of mine are beautiful.
I dream of great times where Peace Prevails.
Where Love isn't mistaken for attachment.
The expression that is music and song possesses a
quality of control over my body unlike anything else.
Thank The Lord above for my Eyes. Ears. Toes. Smell.
For the beautiful things I can ingest due to the use of these
parts of my body. The Colors of the World. The Sounds of
expressions of pain and happiness. The feeling of sand beneath me.
The smell of all things sweet and sour. I embrace this world with its beauty
and it's strangeness. For it has so much to show me everyday.
It shows me of the possibilities it holds waiting to be seized by
a hand that doesn't hold on tight. For a tight hand only loses it's grasp.
No I hold on hoping it will stay but always expecting it will go.
In life everything seems to fail us but if we choose to see the beauty that comes
with the difficulty we will be forever Thankful.