Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Some say it just happens,
Some say it takes work,
Some say it doesn't exist.
And yet, it's written about;
Countless novels, lyrics, and tales.
It's oft sought after,
Yet rarely discovered...
The Golden Mines of King Solomon.
So precious,
But priceless.
So tender,
And yet durable.
That funky, finatical feeling,
Flowing forward,
Flying far,
Fabulously Phenomenal!
And how sad it is,
That few ever experience,
The amazing, glorified goodness
That is only known by four arranged letters.
L-O-V-E.
Often mistaken,
Taken for granted,
Forgotten over time,
Lost in the lamentation of lust,
It somehow finds a way to survive.
For me, it burns anew.
A torch that has become a bonfire,
Engulfing me in feelings I never knew existed.
Wave after wave of sensations,
Personal humanity, long forgotten, returning.
Better than even the best of fireworks shows!
Sweet peace and blissful harmony surrrounding...
And to this I can only add, for those who have yet to experience or discover, never give up hope. It's out there, somewhere. Sometimes you just have to take that special leap. The worst that happens, you fall. And trust me, the ground will catch you. You stand up, dust off, and try again. Don't rush, don't push. You'll know it when its there. ---True is in the sky---
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