definition of beauty you think i’m beautiful really you think i’m beautiful i feel rather plain just like any other Jane Ashely or Susan who is really the beauty of all you say beauty is not skin deep but mine a rather
do you believe i believed everything said when the sun rises waking we to a new day promises we make our dreams woven in words that needn’t be spoken i believe truth is the basis of trust that luck did not bring us together
silence shhhh….. hush please do not make a sound disturb the perfect balance of this moment someone needs quiet to sift through the rough spots of the day someone needs noiselessness to meditate join in absorb the loveliness that quietude
a question for you i have a question for you do you really think you can out stare me do you think you’re better than we do you think trust isn’t earned do you think there is nothing else to learn do you think
portal to adventure be fearless the creatures of this wood will watch as you wander hear them rustling in the leaves curiosity is their concentration in this wooden trek lay an opportunity to leave humanity outside becoming one with the inhabitants learning their secrets
stand with me i amble alone i stand for every belief you may not recognize mine but i stand for yours and all the others you watch and wait from a distance not sure of which direction to fly without being asked i won’t fail those around me i’ll