Day One

From the beginning, we are something. From the wound, to that first step into a new classroom, it is a beginning, it is ... day one. What could be said from this, first day. There is an eye of curiosity, a sense of bliss, a feeling of knowing not enough, but wise enough to protest your innocence and be free spirited with thoughts and feelings. With each step, each day ... we all move to another day one. We see that light for the first time. We see that person for some reason. We grab a hold of that special moment and let that day speak volumes on how we move forward and lean on the curve of the hours that pass along. A question only comes beyond, a feeling of the unwilling comes around, but for that beginning ... there is a sense of one feeling. There is that thing. As you come to day one as ignorant to the manner that can be generated from a wave or a hello, it doesn't matter what happens as you have that thing for that moment. So ... from that first date, to that first kiss, to that first child that cycles from that love ... you will watch those thought of wonder, of awe, of excitement upon the face of another as you lay in that bed and end the beginning with another day ... passing. Even with a last breath from a body that experienced all, there is a thought that it is still the beginning even at the end. Wise you are ... and let this be the first thoughts you come across from reading a passage from another. If anything you get from day one, remember that beyond this post will be another first for a world within

- ... SA