In meeting with resolve like an old friend and in knowing you are doing the best you can, something special can happen.

By presenting and watching or observing we can see that like food placed out on a table for us all to eat, we step foward together to eat.

We eat to satiate our own desire of hunger, not each others but our own.

I pose the question, is it about me? is it about you? Is it about us? as we are driven to this table not  by  anothers hunger but our own .

 Yet we all greedly consume, from the same source, in some silent wanting or wishing.

Glancing to the heavens, or is it  into the depths of our own souls? we find ourselves asking, in regards to the consequences of our actions that we may find in traveling down lifes path , yet to be  chosen.

 and at the end of the path I surmise we find, that all of our  hearts have operated from the same languid pools holding , of lifes reserves, ultimately, this  source of being.

Some souls are willing to share others are just as willing to deny, bu all of us are included in wanting something.

 Some  wanting to grasp the meaning of the expanding, accelerating universe hopefully held  in there cupped hands while others  simply wanting a hug and some warmth from another that would encompasses everything.

Either way finding the same.