As your foot sinks in to the soft swoosh ground leaving a footprint that soon like everything else is going to slowly fade away. Like everything else is so impertinent. Life is like holding water in your hand it will stay for a moment, then thinking that were it had just been in the unknown was batter the living in the world of truth it has rose up in to.
As you leave a trail of so many more hurdy footprints as you rise up over the hill. embracing the world in all of it terrible beauty cause that what it is. You could look at the sky and wonder why it’s blue. Even if you spend 10-hour wondering will not give you answer any more then if you send 5 minutes wondering. and you know this but it dose not stop you from wounding. Now as the first light hit you, as the first voice yells out of no were. Your young again as you run over the green hill trying to touch the sun.