There is something about getting up in the morning and seeing the world bathed in the tender rays of the climbing sun. There is just something about walking down the street in the morning with the softly chirping birds and the dew soaked grass. For me, these are the beautiful silent hours, when I get to where I need to go and take joy in the thought that I am doing what is good for me, and that joy fills me up with so much happiness that I cannot wait to do what is good for others. I believe in a God, but I think that God is a great mystery. All I can say is that love is amazing, all kinds of love, and maybe mostly platonic love, and don't be ashamed to humble yourself for it, because when you know the pretty feelings that you have helped create for future humans, the tears will flow down your eyes in exuberant worship of the beauty of the spirit.
