Emotions

Freedom. Freedom is running in an ever-spreading field. Long blades of pale grass brushing your dress made of a cobalt blue. Blond hair, half wrapped in a bun, dances around in the wind. A small velvet pouch, attached to a belt, holding onto some of the world treasures. Spinning around, looking up to the sky smiling. Your skirt puffing up around you, a whirlwind of leaves, tankling in your hair. Arms spread out like wings. Flying. No one for kilometers. All alone, in your own world. Liberty.

Happiness. Happiness is not in an object. It is in the world. The sky that is blue, grey, red, orange, pink and indigo at midnight. The trees that reach up, kissing the sky. Leaves of green in summer, the colour of fire in autumn and bare branches, clusters of twigs, some free some gnarled and twisted like fingers. The ground beneath your feet, dirt, gravel, sand and grass, moist, stoney and soft. A sweet melody that plays in your head, a dance that is yours alone. Happiness is a joy found even in a broken world. Euphoria.

Courage. Courage is the notion of being unafraid of being you. Playful, silly, crazy you. Speaking yor mind and doing anything and everything you want to do. An independent mind, dancing to your own tune. Shout out opinions, bold, daring and confident of your self worth. Speaking up rather than staying quiet. Doing what you want to truly do with your life. Be who you want to be, and have the strength to do so. Fearless. Determined.

Grace. Grace and elegance are the heart of wisdom. Be elegant with your choices, right judgment cannot be made in two minutes. Thoughtful decisions and carefulness is found in wisdom. To be wise one must take everything and everyone into account. Bathed in a lake of others problems, coloured green for growth of your mature mind. Embarassment and childishness is above you. They can giggle and point, but you know they are still children, they have not grown up like you have. Wear a golden crown of moons, adorned with sapphires and diamonds, goddesses are grace. Understanding and discernment. Respect.

Kindness. Kindness has a deeper meaning than what most of us are exposed to. Kindness does not have a set meaning. It is an everflowing word and everyone uses it differently. Kindness in communities, small of large. 3 or 300. The sun in our world. Without kindness our world would be wilted without the sun or smiles of the people we love. Being kind is different from being nice. True kind people have the poise to put their needs and wants aside and to stay and support those who are suffering. They do not flaunt it, they stay quiet. The true kind people, we will never know. The kindesst of us will never speak about it, they stay undercover. It could be that girl in your class with the grey beanie, black boots and brown hair who knows who she is. Selfless people never expect anthing in return. These people stand tall, an invisible halo of stars, head up. Bowed down in times of lament, they know who they are. You can't be kind to others if you aren't to yourself first. Gracious.

Remorse. Remose is a strong feeling of regret. A grey ghosted figure wrapped in white linin. Reverence, bowing your head, a wreath of candles on the crown of your head. Keep the flame on the candle holder alive in the cold misty, snowy evening. Draped in clean white mesh and lace. Run away, take your lantern and run through cold fog. An owl, the symbol of death flies to you. Honor and worship this dignified night bird, kiss it and give in your soul. Lie down in a crystal lake and wash away your blood. Stand alone in the snow, a ghost coming up from the water. Dancing infront of a tornado of fire. Robed in red and black, a raven on your arm. Fall into the snow, buried under the flakes of ice, blinded, dancing with death, trapped under ice, drowing. Sorrow

Love is the strongest emotion. A world without love is impossible to imagine. Love is the most profound emotion that is felt deepest within ourselves. Love controls our actions. They can be harsh and rash or sweet and thoughtful. Love cannot be discribed to anyone, it's just a strong feeling of fondness. We love our family, they have raised us and protected us all our lives, we have an unconscious tendency to fight for them if in danger. Our true friends we will stand by, wrapped in red cloth, an outburst of rage. Many of us feel romanitic attraction, an undying urge to love someone with a profound emotional connection. These are showed by many different ways. Love is an unbalanced dance. Slow and then fast, wild movements and exposed feelings. The most dangerous thing is to love. Devotion.

Love isn't when you can name

a million things you love about

Love is when you can't even

find words to discribe how

you feel about them

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!