I am a force of life. I am a radiant, and loving wave of passion and imagination. When I forget myself, and the moment takes hold, like a ripe and dripping fruit, juices flowing freely over the hands of anyone who dares to take a bite of my flesh. I am alive, and awake, and happy.
There is a time to reflect, to withdraw and consider. There is a time to act, and rise toward the sunlight of all things dreamt of and possible. There is time enough in a life, in a year, in a day to allow these things to flow in through the windows of my soul, and travel the width of my own cosmos.
Pray do not close the windows of my soul. Send no sentry to the gates to monitor the activity, nor verify the identities of those who seek to enter. Come one, come all, and mingle with the stars. Let the blush of anger, the wave of thirst, sadness and longing hover before my very eyes. Let fear and doubt splash over the distant cosmos like anti-matter, and the glow of solar systems. Let peace, quiet, hope and light populate the planets, and let love shine like the very stars themselves.
In a moment, these things will pass, rare and precious feelings. My oldest friends and enemies.
Come, wash over me.