Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Sense your surroundings.

If ever you must despair on life's paradoxical behalf,
Glimpse the crisp air,
Breathe in the essence of trees, barren or blooming,
Churn in the cycle and vibe the transition
Rain or shine
Comforting warmth or bitter frigidity, thus is existence
and you are it.

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