Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Grass is Just Green

Coffee is just water. But with preparation, time, and patience it transforms its color, its code, its taste. 

I am just a being. But with associations, connections, and ideas, I emerge into a new creation with constant change.

Grass is just green. But on the other side are illusions of rainbows, bursts of color, and false promises garbed in jade.

Phones are just plastic. But they hold the myths, stories, laughs and cries that echo in interpreted tones and invisible expressions.

My feet just fit in shoes. But they take steps toward positivity and light, even when the path before them is arduous and bent or when the shoe doesn't fit. 

Sand is just a bunch of tiny rocks. But with strength in numbers, a close relationship with waves, and illumination from the sun, it hosts parties, captures foot prints, and never groans when it is stepped on.

Love is just four letters. But with a touch, nurturing, and a devoted exchange of energy liberated through timeless moments, a seed is cultivated into a glowing flower that withstands all seasons. 





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