Is that not the essence of life
From beginning to end
to live with excitement
to live excited is what is natural
When the moment of excitement dies
so does living , now you just pulsate
Within another ornate life that you could have lived

Excitement is a ballence I have found
Between all spectrums and excitement seems to be our instinctual receptors

But as always it’s our individuality of excitement that we find lines drawn
rather that sift through the levels of excitement
or could there not be levels to excitement
Rather levels to insecurities
to be excited to grow comes a from birth
And breathes to true death
is to untimely tobe
better that you discovered your self ever time
Some times we find compassion to others
And then we cease to be excited we avoide
Being inatiqute to our excitement of learning that our excitement lies within the cohesive
Light that grows when one’s self is offered and then cherished

For bee


© Sean Windsor