night to day ,dawn to dusk, the jungle sleeps in a soundless hush. excitement rolling like thunder overhead the rain starts to pelt the ground. sorrow fills the lives of men but now i see the torment of our anger and malice. there is a story that can be told not from the sounds of our neighbors but also the hearts of our souls. i understand what true love means like a flower wilts when close to being deceased, our lives are timed like sand in an hourglass and yet our memory is unchanged. warmth to cold, light to dark i know I'm there for you when you get lost in the jungle that we call life. be still and be patient for whats could happen next could surprise you, live long and prosper not just as a plant's petals blooming and falling but also stay true to yourself before your night is over.
December 18, 2011