The sun is still not up.. but an orange carpet is unfolding its message of dawn.. royally walking its way up.. brilliant.. powerful.. radiant.. was just writing a bday msg for someone.. it should be simple to write to kids.. but do we even recognize that simplicity.. that innocence.. that natural openness within ourselves.. the same words take on different meanings for different people.. even though spoken with all earnestness.. the translation.. the interpretation is always unique to each one of us.. seeped in the colors of us.. the words don heart hues of each.. impressions that have nothing to do with others.. only ourselves.. every day i realize how much this world seems all about us.. every reaction.. every response.. an unheard story of another.. becomes a tale of woe spun by us..
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