Or the way the wind blows warmth across the trees and leaves fall soft across your vision and you know everything is going to be okay.
Or when you expect the outside to be chilly and you step out of the door and the sun warms your skin like it is the first time.

     The colors that strike your eyes like lightning blots, brings all things life to a front stage with a bright light, strikes deep into the soul.

It is the power of art that turns the world, makes the world safe or not seem chaotic.
It is easy to say something is this way or that way, but to think of something our of it’s realm the harder it becomes to see it for what it was.

     The flash of light deep inside one’s soul with a which all things beautiful sit, the heart lays, soaking in everything that makes life worth living.

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November 2nd, 2005