Bonita

beware

this is the prettiest thing.

I’m alive, you are alive

in a sea of people

together but alone

a spark

gets ignited

dreams  taking shape

 

beware

no bounds

limitless

it breaks

it heals

to break again

this is it

 

beware (but not afraid)

the end is the end

nothing lasts

november rain or not

the game we are in

the games we play

it is a game

 

La Isla Bonita

no man is an island ( John Donne)

its bloom time

now

and forever

C’est la vie

i believe

 

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