audacious humanity
humanity is so audacious mere specks in the universe yet believing, knowing , we are so valued we cannot look into someone's eyes and only see iris and pupil but rather the ocean that is someone's soul we cannot endure the various events in our lives without infusing a meaningful storyline to make sense of it all we cannot be thrown into this earth's inevitable woes without kicking and screaming, demanding reprieve from whatever deity we imagine some of us put words into books in just the right way so that others of us will read them and be moved to tears, to anger, to action. others of us spend hundreds of hours practicing, painting, training for concerts, games, portraits that the rest of us specks decide are very important we demand more than this world could ever give us justice rightness love belonging. As if tiny dots can demand something from our whirling planet And yet, somehow, we know we can. Rather, we must. Something within us claims that love is ours. Justice...