Go on,
imagine the wind.
I wonder if you can.
Carrying with it everywhere it has been,
the voices it has heard and pain endured.
We call it beautiful,
but we do not see it.
It is a message, a whisper from our past;
guidance for our future.
Our most blissful moments-
when we are swept of our feet.

You. Are. Not. Alone.
You are not an island,
other lands lay on your shores.

What you do matters,
it makes a difference.
Even a black hole swallows its surroundings.
Misery does not linger in solitude,
it spreads like a poison,
veins deep,
fatal.

Be more than that,
be a contagious smile.
Someone who makes the time we spend,
worthwhile.

Crash! Smack! Ow!
The chair broke.
Yeow! Galump! Swoosh!
A cat runs away with glue on its tail.
Vroom! Crunch! Grrr...
Dad's motorcycle met its end.
Clip! Clip! Done.
The raspberry patch is no more.
Pop! Wheee! Plop!
A jar of peaches sits on mom's head.
Ahhhh!!!!
She's gonna get us! We're dead!
Two children's little legs dash over the threshold.
HE He he he...

Gurgle, growl, burp,
Tummies are empty.
Whimper, pout, please!
Hush.
We're hungry, we'll clean, we're sorry.
Sigh, reach, hug,
Love.