| Written: FEB 7, 2001 |
Life is only known once you’ve felt love,
It is what makes us human,
And not instinctive animals.
To hold and to secure each other,
To understand the feelings,
And make art of the feelings.
To well to overflowing,
To entreat each other to reasons to play.
This is what it is to be Human.
So I leave you with hope,
Courage be to you seeking,
I go to find my reasons.
