Serenity

The most wonderful day of all days! I am here in the kissing winds of late Winter at the Statue of Liberty. My hair is washed by gold and my eyes blur with crystal and earlier, on the boat, I saw three million lights dancing-- it was the stuff of hallucinations-- or at least that's what I would imagine it to be.

The perfection of the sky touching the water was unreal... And the bright song of the helicopter overhead-- and the breeze promising sweetly in my ear that it will not abandon me... That I will never be alone or unhappy because it is here to forever blush my cheeks.

And things seem perfect. And I want to live in this moment with no future and no past. I am peace. This is peace. This is serenity and all that I could ever want.

And all at once I am in love with the world... with its people, its color, its sounds, (only maybe not its seagulls!). Please, don't ever pass!