we see what we want to see.
we can't help this.
all around me I see beauty and suffering.
going along together.
the two entwined in a crazy dance.
drunk and absorbed in each other.
but this is not the time to be in sorrow.
make room for the laughter.
and as it gurgles up from deep within.
gently touch it's bubbles.
soak in it's froth.
this too may be a happy day.
or at the very least.
you may not be so sad.
and every thing you pass by.
will be as if you are travelling.
the roads to nowhere.
the freeways to love.
and being blindsided by kindness.
when you least expect.
Vicki Kelleher
March 18 2014
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