I spin slowly.
Round and Round
I envision as all of the thoughts and words of others merge.
They all merge into a massive sanguine artwork.
Everybody that exists in the universe,
now knows their purpose;
And that is to prosper within the love of others.
I cry sometimes.
Knowing that people out there aren't aware of their own aboriginal beauty.
We all branch from it, we all create it.
Still, some are not aware.
I laugh constantly.
Because I know of it's inevitable remedy.
People who laugh,
people who are at ease with themselves,
never cease to catch  my eye.
The only advice that I can give,
in my young years,
is that in order to live up to your true purpose,
you must laugh constantly.
Cry sometimes.
And let your subconscious dance.