Monday, April 30, 2007
running bare footed across the field with my palms stuck in my shoes,
swinging them madly above my head,
whooping at the carefreeness of that moment.
stare straight up into the sky,
stars and satellites,
friends lying by your side.
listening to the quietness of the night,
everything suddenly takes backseat.
it's not much,
but this is what some might call bliss.
happyness at its simplest-
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
