Coupled between the dark unknown alley and the scary memory lane is a light. At times dim, other times bright. Funny, everything that happens seems to have itself in writing, it makes you wonder, are you scripted? A smile loves a laughter, an outing demands friends and a younging; his running blood.
Many talk of the grey area, some of the Bermuda triangle, others of the black hole….is a void inevitable? Anyway, cruising through the waves, the craves, the saves, the shaves even some dives; emerges an alloy, forged in elements indescribable, ‘guised in atoms unbreakable, charged by energy unmatchable. But, just as tough love has its breaking point, every metal has its melting point. Man!!! Not even the man of steel could avoid that…greeny kryptonite. No wonder karma is linked to mother nature. Aaaaand….that’s that.
The light, remember….that’s all that matters. Possibilities, opportunities, capabilities, responsibilities…. so come, dance with me.
~Daabris
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