Choices
CHOICES
Blue and yellow balloons tethered with white ribbons gaily rise up into the atmosphere. Take thee by the hand and traipse smoothly across my treacherous moat by way of my safe and sturdy wooden drawbridge.
I know we have just met and are but seven and ten; yet once upon some time, our mere acquaintance may change both of our tribal worlds.
Thrive, create, harmonize, progress, focus, achieve, delight…
Alas, wine and sweet meats quell the courts. Our inhabitants quiet down and enjoy the fruits of their labors. Fairy tale story dreams enthrall all manipulating positively charged ions of energy for Good.
Blue and yellow balloons gracefully glide across the clear skies, dappling to and fro… Closely followed by tails of white ribbon become increasingly smaller ‘till they disappear above my castle whilst the strong drawbridge closes exposing my eerie dangerous, exquisitely protective moat.
Perchance another time you will accept the invitation of my extended hand and we will get to make each other’s acquaintance, perhaps not. Beautiful sunset proceeds and my drawbridge locks always too soon.
Seemingly, banal decisions create multitudes of possibilities. Carefully observe and create your own personal paradise. Be constantly aware of your Choices.
Sunshine Williams
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