feed the inner sun
sleep with the inner moondance with the outer stars
laugh with the spiraling galaxies
smell like there's no tomorrow
touch, even if invisibly
cry and hardness melts
wonder for curiosity hungers!
the exuberant energy of you
keep the capacity to be astonished
put the awe in awful
and know that inspiration has value
-LA
click here to hear The Purple Bottle by Animal Collective
