The little things
Life can bring
The songs it can sing
The wings
That we can’t see
All of the things
That we cannot see
So many things
That we cannot see
So many
Possibilities
A paradigm shift
Lives in every moment
Just to breathe
Is to believe
In what we can’t see
Just to be
Is to be open
To all of the little things
Life can bring
But if you want the meaningful things
Then you have to believe
In what you cannot see.
-C.H.
Why is it that we are so eager to appreciate the beauty of a: flower, or a waterfall, or the stars, or a sunset; but we are hardly ever that open to seeing the beauty in each other? Why is that, dear
“A simple request” she says, “Speak to me in poem, intrigue my mind with your words, genuine and authentic, for your words become actions, are the framework of our relationship, and have the power to
There’s a camera on top of the building Next to this one And it points Right at me I lift up my shirt And flash it my hairy nipple Then I give it the finger It moves with me Turning as I walk away fro
