Souls

life is but a fleeting glimmer in the grad stretch of things yet as we weave ever deeper into the tapestry of fate the wear of time quickly begins to frey our threads. Yet onward we trek in an ever fleeting quest for knowledge, for acceptance, for the beating of another heart. In and out of the stream we flow ever moving to eternity yet we are but souls cascaded against the many ramparts of our existence and like the shiny motes of light high in the sky we are many. through kinship we grow brighter and through perseverance stronger yet as time wears on the truth becomes an ever approaching reality. For as lovely as a glimmer life is it can not last forever so gather close those glimmers near you for together you may burn as the flash of a great star.