I Bow Down to Pray

People are fascinating, and to enjoy their presence is serenity, to find service in the littlest things like a smile and an attentive ear.

When walking into your not gonna pass you by even on a tired Tuesday kind of fate feels natural,or your beaming on a Sunday birthday feels much needed.

When I bow down to pray, I try to make the surreal seem something my yearning heart can understand, because I have a million reasons to smile if only I allow myself to focus on them.

And the less it's about me there is no pressure, I breathe and let the experience consume me.

So I'm 20. And I bow down to pray.  What adventures await?

You tell me.