The StepPhilosophy
29 Sep 2015
I walk down the same old street, seeing the flowers bloom
A steady breeze pushes against me
I'm lost in its euphoric feeling
Gazing upon the heavens while others toil with laughter and games
I feel a part of it, whole is my being to be a part of this greatness which is something people cannot see
I am glad I am alive for when this capsule is no more use to me
Peace and beauty is a step we will all know will be true
Search no more than the heavens to know hope exists in us, if we are willing to take the step that others cannot see.