Sunny and bright,
the sun has risen today and gave colors to the world. I
believe the spring is almost here. You can smell it in the
air. The garden is the greenest it has been this year. The
roses are blossoming. The butterflies are flying. The smell
is SWEET. So much heat, so much energy, so much love in the
air. I believe someone once called it life... or was that
the other way around?  The night is falling right now
spreading its dark gown on this side of the globe. The
lightest breeze accompaning him, chasing the light of day to
give this sense of routine like eternity perhaps melancholic
perhaps reassuring that the world will exist tommorow and
long after. It has been a beautiful day so good that it has
passed. Maybe tommorow will be a better one. Can't wait to
wake up again. I can't even imagine myself falling asleep,
dreaming still when I close my eyes of my love to this
world, to the people that I've met, to those that exist in
my life, and to her.
How can anyone harm another, how can even one conceive to,
when there is  plenty for everyone. Perhaps it is blindness
of the moment, or ignoring what is glorious to man, the
smell of living, it is so divine that what is visible
sometimes can seem imaginary.,
The wings that can be given in the beginning of life, the
wish was fullfiled without asking at birth. No wrong and no
right was ever done by anyone, just known, and still
unknown. Heaven has reached earth long before anyone existed
to imagine it. It has been here since the dawn of times, it
is called being alive, the one and only miracle is a
continuous heartbeat. The joy of life, the beginnings of
every event and the endings of them all are all the same.
All beginnings exist with an ending behind them, and every
end is followed by a beginning. It's all natural that it
would exist and cease to,  all that happens is just natural,
otherwise it wouldn't have existed.
Live the good life, the only kind.