"Listen," it whispered
"Listen to the words in your head."
"What words?"
I replied
"All I can hear are the jumble
of my thoughts."
"The thoughts you see
Hear
Feel
Are what you need to know..."
The breeze had gone
The world was silent once again
And I knew that all along
The words I heard were but my own.

I closed my eyes
And drifted off
Into a world not unlike my own
A jumble of thoughts
Feelings
Emotions
That swirl inside my head

Close your eyes
Don't cry and weep
Sweetness comes in love

The feather drops
Yet doesn't fall
But blows amoungst the breeze

Why is it that love is so fleeting?
It's because we hold no true value in it.
We don't care to look for true love -
which is unending.....

Sometimes your greatest lessons cannot be written or spoken or explained...

How do you create a
perfect flower?
One asked the green man
one day.
'Perfection cannot be created.'
he replied to thee.
'For what would be the point in making things
if they could not get any better?

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