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Here I am

Here I am watching as I sit in the crowd. Looking at the visions walking beneath the clouds. Wondering of the journeys and what their stories tell. Some coming from a good life, then their are others who have gone through hell. Here I am waiting for the next group to go by. Watching them intently, there is one with tears rolling from her eyes. The streets they flood with footsteps and the sounds of cars do pass. As I sit here watching and wonder how long we have for it to last. Here I am drownding in the crowd. The sound of the city at times is overwhelmingly loud. If you sit so patiently and let your inner worries go. You will notice the sweetness of some that go to and fro. The smile of a little child as they playfully pass. Old lovers passing by hands clutched tightly as the grasp. The sound of newborn baby, protected against its mother breast. Take time in the chaos to see the beauty in the mess. Always find time to slow down as we are all here just like the rest.