i sit back watching the smoke disappear
its taken four dreams to begin to clear
like a childs first vision
i start to feel my intuition
like a child waiting for the summer season
i begin to catch myself smiling for no reason
as innocent as one giving away their first kiss
my mind doesnt want me to stop replaying this
like the emotion of a mother giving birth
i begin to feel the emotion of love and what its worth
like a father walking his daughter down the aisle
i can see letting go sometimes worthwhile
as i begin to see the storm fade
i find reason for life to be made
thru peoples compassion, life can be saved


by marek kata