Do you know how hard it is to hold the secrets of the universe? Knowing the erect mountainsides. The eruption of volcanoes. The sensation of a flood to cool down these deep waters. Having ideas spring up to skyscrapers. Having the guile to attempt flight as brothers whether it’s right or not. And it proved to be Wright. Having dreams that bring men together as equal opportunists. Proving that when the world needs a hero, we will raise our sons and daughters to be more than they ever dreamed possible.
You may know that feeling. You may know what it’s like. When you demand that there is no other option than 110% percent and a whole lot of esteem to fight for the nature of deepest callings.
Oh. How my longing is seeded in your warmth. My truth is planted in your desire.