Please feed the inquisitive nature of my soul.
I am curious, I know the normal defintion...
care to enlighten?
Intrigue?
Ahh at last what else the existence of a brook may be?
but to flow and accept that things are the way that they be. What use are labels, boundaries, signs.
So seldom we adhere but pass through those simple lines.
The path that lays ahead is riddled in other dreams, we trip over expectations, muddled in design.
who knew a life of true happiness was something never to be desired.
It was always there, never disappeared, just cloaked by our own eyes in the illusions that appear.