Some days you just gotta look to the sky and thank ...
Thank the hardships and the gains. Friends and enemies. Love and hate. Finding yourself in between each and every state.
The world around you loves you. The world within you thanks you. The gardens of gods rise with you. For you are the flower, sun, rose, thorn, moon, stars, galaxies, smiles, and face that brings forth the experience. Supernatural.
The gift is within. The doubt is without. The entourage is in the very essence of yourself.
Tigers growl. The lions roar. The butterflies whisper. The buzz of the bees, remind me. Not everything is perfect but all perfection lies, and true that is.
What is, what was and what is to be, is divinity.
Between me. Between us. There is no barrier. Between love. Between pain. All "in-sane." Times and time again I will forget. Only to remember.