Believe ~


You may not believe in magic,

But don’t you think it strange, The amount of matter in our universe,

Has never slightly changed,

That all which makes your body, Was once part of something more,

And every breath you ever breathe, Has seen it all before,

In all the things that you despise, It could once have been a shooting star, That now makes up your thighs,

There are countless scores of beauty, And atoms of forgotten life, Who’ve long since ceased to roam, May now have the great honour, To call your crooked smile their home,

You may not believe in magic,

But I thought that you should know, The makings of your heart were born,

Fourteen billion years ago,

So next time you feel lonely,

When this world makes you feel small, Just remember that it’s part of you,

And you’re part of it all.

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)