Peace

Broken hearts and broken words.  A broken home and broken window.  Spray paint on the wall and angry feet on the dash.  To dripping in love.  Enamored by the though of hope we all breath in hold and exhale.  the world exhales with us and there is calm.  Voices, ideas, memories.  They all spring up.  Reflection understanding and remember who we are..or are who we want t to become for this day year season.  Love, hope, and through both deliverance.  Today we will we mad and tomorrow, we will turn the tv off we will smile.  Release..let go.  as addiction washes over turn to things that evoke thought.   Friendship.  Love. Goodness.  It will be.  A education giving freedom within so we can do without.  There is much worry out there, much worry, much doubt.  Yet washes away and what is left is you.  When the physical breaks down and all you have is memory, question...what do you wantt?  It is your eternity, your last breath and what would you like it be.  What will bring you closer to yourself, friendship, and truth.  Love.  Love is the answer.  Though anger breeds mistrust, honest breeds opens and communicate.  So be honest, love, and communicate with thy neighbor and don't worry.   It's never gonna be more difficult that it is right now.  Love man peace.