Nov 21, 2016
Unity Breath
Genuine joy feels like childhood with our bendy bones, soft smiles and open minds.
The happy flavor of curiosity trickles down our throats. It tastes of honeysuckle drops, freshly licked from flowers. It tastes of tiny snowflakes that flutter through the air like silly birds, and it fills and floods our bloodlines, placing a piece of our most pure smiles within each of our systems.
It glows and grows as we share its radiant light with the passerby that still has the ability to see and appreciate contrast for its beauty. They maintain the attention to know how clearly individual specimens are a tool and force for unity.
