When you're young you never realize how young you really are,

endless perceptions of those older than you thinking understanding thoughts.

You doing the same for those younger,

maybe college,

high school.

You see the struggles that are ever so simple to you now,

but were so outstandingly serious at the time.

Perspectives change and things do too,

but we never escape the lesson.

Becoming anew at each different stage,

always thinking we know better,

equally being intensely humbled.

Learning still,

Letting the flowers go from your hand into a pool of technology.

Piano dancing finger tips as you fall into your own shadow,

for good this time.

No really!

For GOOD.

For good reason,

to open your heart to MORE.

To go through instead of around,

as the experiencer of your life.

Your young life,

young heart,

spark of fire ever so bright,

like the light twinkling in her eyes as she thinks of all possibility.......