Take some time to look at the sky. Draw those curtains and open the windows to let in the wind. Brace yourself for the moment the sun light touches your skin. I bet that you'll be feeling that tinkling on your skin. That's the warmth of the sun on your skin. Did you ever realize that without the light, your eyes would be blind?

Look closer and you'll see that the sky isn't blue. It is perhaps a dozen different shades of blue. But words are limited by having only one definition. The human mind and speech, often dictated by language, can only simplify those different hues. But just so you know, that one word "blue" means so much more. Now that you think of it, doesn't it?

I look behind me and there stands my shadow. I close my eyes to remember and just feel the breeze. The wind sweeps my mind back to days far gone. Every soft touch of moving air, bellows my heart to beat in unison. I hold my breath, for just a few moments, and then let out a sigh of relief. I'm still standing.

And my eyes are on you now. As I walk back to where I left you. That park bench. You stand up and sling your bag up your shoulder. Then comes to best part - the smile you always wear. Is there a colour for that? I don't think so. But if I were to try, I'd call it beautiful. The world is beautiful and you make it all the more so.