The table is something to put things on.
So I am putting it on the table
that I will stand by your side.
I am also putting a plate of cheese and some carrots.
I’m hungry and brave.
Let’s eat then kick some butt.
"There is no prophecy of endangerment,
for our love is ancient and young
and stands true like the brass that shoots
triumphant arrows of sound
to soar across like a needle weaving through
the clouds that roof the city
and pierce its airy foam with tears
of passion and something so holy and bright
that you start confusing day from night.”
-by Charlyne Yi
We cannot sum ourselves into a number, say age.
Or define and call ourselves by time. We are not that simple.
We are not a math problem. There is no equation
equal to or greater than our individual lives.
Age is a place, not a person. When we forget this we are completely disregarding reality — who we are and where we came from — these naive restrictions in our minds can stunt our hearts from fully grasping the true understanding that there is so much greatness and life to be explored. That there is so much to learn. Life is full of change and growth- and it is only natural that numbers will grow as we do.
We are not old.
We are alive - whether our skin gets weathered or not
we are here now. Together.
And our hearts stay young.
— Mister Rogers