Marie

The storm of life rages
And I find peace in you
Clouds of chaos reign 
But our love remains true
When it seems as if its over 
And the day may consume us all
She is my foundation
The reason I fear not the fall

The Life

The days of our lives are laced with moments, these moments are really all we ever have. Within these moments are where life happens.  Not "LIFE" that is spoken of, that grandiose endeavor that is so monumental it swallows you up as soon as you dare to grasp its enormity. Not that life at all, the life I'm speaking of contains those moments where you cut your brain off, release your inhibitions, and just do; do whatever feels good for that minute space in time.  That's when you're living, that's when you are truly alive.  I wish for more of these moments, more time spent living, more efforts of the heart, and less of the mind. Life should be lived like a Jazz musician on an impromptu solo, or a street skater taking on any obstacles the city presents. Living with not so much a plan but a strategy; using what life gives us as a tool to obtain what we want.  I've heard master sculptors and clay artists say that to try to forcefully control or manipulate the object is a recipe for disaster, one must be in tuned with what the object already is ,and then use their talent to bring it to life.  I think that applies to all things, we will most certainly fail if our objective is to control all that life offers, but if we can just let go and simply live in spite of our worldly selves we can enjoy this grand experience.  We can have a life worth living.