Change

Needlework continuously occuring, in this world's everyday life. One thing we keep enduring, is the pricks of pain and strife. Together yet ununited, we labor day by day; caught up in our own steps, and pushing along the way. It isn't our total intention, just the natural bursts through our pores. Like sweat that runs down the neck, and suffices the ocean's shores. Envy, hate, and lies, slip through our mouths like air, and sewn into the victims tapestry, that pain will always be there. Big changes are naive, yet my proposition none the less, not to break the natural man, just to add a little kindness. A chummy conversation, or a glowing little smile, will stretch the inches of chomradity into a few extensive miles. And soon bit by bit, like the river to the mountain, we can add a little kindness into life's grand fountain. Needlework continuously occuring, in this world's everyday life, together with love and kindness, we can overcome the strife.