paper can be mobile yet stationary,





paper can be strong yet weak,





paper can stand the test of time yet






crumbles in a moment.





paper is infinite,





paper is everything,





paper can hold ones life,





paper can hold ones fate.





paper can hold words,





those words create a picture,





that picture carries a message,





that message is of hope or maybe pain,





that hope or pain opens a window.





a window into the unknown,





to our hopes and dreams,





our feelings,





our fear.





paper is infinite,





forever it will live,





with us,





for us,





or against us.