amidst the loudness,
the brightening,
the thundering,
the exquisiteness
of our majestic human race

i am effortlessly
me.

Oh how I see it
When the sun kisses the land before going to bed
Oh how I hear it
When the birds sing their sweet melody entrancing the peace
Oh how I feel it
When the snow makes the hair on my skin nervous
Oh how I smell it
When the ink dries itself off on paper
Oh how I taste it
When the cinnamon bun melts the icy icing on its skin
But yet I refuse to believe in it

I am lost.
Yet,
Something is telling me you are just like me.
Maybe
We were put in the darkness
To find each other.