Wednesday, September 28, 2011


We see without seeing. We feel without touching. Our eyes and mind become imprisoned in a fortress of fantasy. Our souls crumble into a vat of disappointment. Our hearts overflow with a love of false passion. We become ignorant to what we have. Our walk staggers. Our desire strays. Our tears flow. Our heads fall.

We look up. We see an irradiate goodness. We feel the touch. Our eyes and mind caress a blanket of bliss. Our souls surge with effervescence. Our hearts throb with a thickness of Life. We are indebted for all that we have. We leap onto a new path. We leash the desire that once was. Our tears desiccate. Our heads rise.

Life becomes arrant disarray.