All We Are...

All we are, is dust in the wind..
rising on thermals of thoughts and feelings,
falling with the gravity of our innermost misgivings,
and whats more...
we rest conspiculously on the shelves of time...
Like words to a page, we write our history,
in truth and fiction..
but oh how exciting it is...
yes.. what a pleasure...
to live, to live, to live...

ALH - Cool Breeze..

Looking forward...

If I took back, all the things that made me sigh
Would I still call the others, "good times",
and appreciate the other times- when I smiled?
Its all Relativity - so lets displace Negativity
and remain in proximity to Joy...
Because it doesnt require constant stability...
Only that in the end, you remember to be happy..