There are so many directions this one could go to but only one will be visible to you.
I love writing whatever this is.
You're special to me and we don't even need to kiss.
You are the one. Feel the bliss.
Every answer is there within you,
just unfold your fists.
Each of us has a Gift, a short story
“Fourth-grader Aiden Sykes had a few questions for his dad, Albert. … he was curious to know what his father’s dreams were for him.
‘My dream is for you to live out your dreams,’ Albert told him. ‘There’s an old proverb that talks about when children are born, children come out with their fists closed because that’s where they keep all their gifts. And as you grow, your hands learn to unfold, because you’re learning to release your gifts to the world.
‘And so, for the rest of your life, I wanna see you live with your hands unfolded.’” (Dad to Son: ‘Live With Hands Unfolded … Release Your Gifts to World’)
Thanks for being on the same wavelength.
