Poetry.
Breathe, life is oxygen, each breath you take is an indication that your life is defined and its given a purpose. And only you, will figure out what it will be. (Pursuit of Happiness)
Sight, your eyes see the world, and the world sees you. Whether transparent or blurry, your vision can lead you to the highest peaks that you can see. Through thickening clouds or clear blue skies. Do you see the horizon flat? Or does it appear to end by some distant edge? (Pursuit of Happiness)
Scent, it is magical to be able to pickup a scent that triggers a memory. You nose knows the fragrance of familiarity, it can recognize for miles an old recipe, as if love never smelled so good. (Pursuit of Happiness)
Taste, love pure, with no added ingredients, Taste that which stimulates all senses,
taste, dreams, hope, encouragement, faith, and leave it on the dinning room table. (Pursuit of Happiness)
Touch, is sensual, soft, gently, hold with your hands, and feel. Tingly sensation, butterflies perhaps, but touch is a good navigator, through a maze, when there is no light, touch becomes a tool to physically describe your surroundings. Use it to find and pursuit happiness.
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