From My Window Sill ___________________ The sunset last night was explosive. The brilliant orange spraying from the sun, and the pink clouds swirling about. Inspiring. ------------------------------------------- It's things like tiny, juice packed capsules protected by a thin transparent layer, a tin can with a sudden burst of orange. Things like a rosebush blossoming madly, wildly pressing one perfect red flower after another out into the late afternoon light. It's the melody of a guitar, the 4 year old feeling of a swing set chair, the yearning to see what a drop of jupiter would actually look and feel like. Things like the thought of happiness being tangible, a picture worth one thousand words, knowing that absolutely nothing just is. It's choosing where you look and in that choice eliminating entire worlds, it's the measure of a man who gives but gets nothing in return. It's being ok feeling broken, but wanting someone by your side. It's believing that 3 is the magic number, it's seeing so many feet going so many directions but having nothing to say. It's things like figuring out what you want now and letting unnecessary problems vanish completely. It's knowing that everything will be ok because tomorrow a new sun will rise and a new moon will fall. It's believing that red is a lucky color. It's looking forward as you rewind and learning something from it. It's defying physics and letting yourself fly. It's saying "please don't go away" and then thinking "is this the way it's supposed to be?" It's waiting here, making sure you don't take a wrong turn. It's things like opening up, things like embracing our weaknesses and making them our strengths. It's giggling yourself awake from a humorous dream, the feeling of someone's touch lingering on your skin.. It's putting a price on things that are priceless, it's feeling terrible and then feeling flawlessly perfect. It's hoping that everyone dances, and that everyone that doesn't knows there are perks to being a wallflower. It's things like believing music can make you feel anything, and wondering "how many bridges have I burned?". It's realizing that you can boil water without heat, it's having faith that everyone has a little good in them. It's taking the time to look into someone's eyes and figure out what their really thinking. It's all those "somethings" you just can't understand. Things like this.