Just Be

The yellow that kills the grey is part of everything today.  Maybe what I do not say is what gives this moment a notoriety of rhino in industry.  I know when to salt my life with humor, and when to set sail with a serious intent.  Maybe privacy is beginning to be a part of my day as I slip along my way.  Laughing can be dangerous if it is too cold in the night of the moon's discontent.  I have little to put forward as my journey, but an aardvark is calling on me to play in the night.  I move through a secret forest space in my mind and I find the most beautiful bench is a fallen tree.  I continue to encourage the human race to delve into the waters of the heart that is mysterious.  I claim no mountain climbing today.  I just am, and that is where I am supposed to be.