There are few consistencies in life,
one we can count on is the rising and
setting of the sun. Even the blossoms
on the vine may come forth before there
time, upsetting the balence in thier
nature.

As we beings with superior knoledge go
through our life's coarse we are unable
to predict with any amount of accuracy
in which way to walk. But yet we only
live to succeed in our visions of life
and to gain the many things we think we
cannot live without.

Lilly's toil and spin about with only
the garment God gave them, how do we as
humans come to need so much and care or
value life so little. By the way there
is another constancy and that is death,
may we learn to dance before it is to
late.


Cerenity-1
(AKA: Cerenity)