Bidin~Time
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Such a Small Thing...
Some find it an endless quest,
searching all their lives,
never to find it.
Others toss it out like penny candy,
as if in a small town parade.
A lucky few, find it almost immediately,
like the child born with the silver spoon.
Some find it after years of exhausting search,
and guard it like a rare and precious stone.
Still others can’t seem to do anything
but obsess over the ideas
it conjures up in the mind.
There are those who find it.
just as they are about to lose hope of it’s existence.
We seek it out,
this thing,
obsessively,
compulsively.
In our mind’s eye,
it is to most of us,
the longed for feast of the heart.
This small thing...
This significant thing...
This...
Love.
Some find it an endless quest,
searching all their lives,
never to find it.
Others toss it out like penny candy,
as if in a small town parade.
A lucky few, find it almost immediately,
like the child born with the silver spoon.
Some find it after years of exhausting search,
and guard it like a rare and precious stone.
Still others can’t seem to do anything
but obsess over the ideas
it conjures up in the mind.
There are those who find it.
just as they are about to lose hope of it’s existence.
We seek it out,
this thing,
obsessively,
compulsively.
In our mind’s eye,
it is to most of us,
the longed for feast of the heart.
This small thing...
This significant thing...
This...
Love.