Hear The Cricket xx
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	in the silence, i sit alone. the moon hangs above me and provides light for me to see. i sit by the pond that reflects my past and see all the things that happened so fast. some things i still don't comprehend. others more painful. a few bring tears of happiness. a past is your lessons. every now and then, they need to be reviewed. as i sit quietly, thinking to myself as i always do. a cricket speaks out to me. he sings his tune of cheerfullness. i look over to my right, trying to envision him playing; knowing i'll never see him. i close my eyes and feel his sweet song, soothe my soul. its full of bounce and life. and as i am enjoying this tune a question wonders in my head cricket how can you sing so happily...i don't understand.... and just like that, the cricket goes silent. funny, i thought its as if you actually heard me. i did, he sings to me...i was pondering the question you handed me. however the reply is simple for you. sing happily for your sadness. sing sad for your happiness. for when your happy, there's no fight to be sad. only the fight to be happy. so i sing happily following he returns to his music. i re-focus on the images i see in the refective pond. the past that as brought me so much sadness. but for the first time in my life.....i smiled. in the silence the cricket sings...listen to him. he knows a grand thing or two.