isn't about where you are or what you're doing.
it's about who you're with.
it's a form of perfection.
a simplier form, though.
where everything is perfect but not by textbook rules or dictionary definitions;
but perfect to the soul walking.
it's a feeling.
one of magic, i'd say.
these moments of magic can't be forced.
not with money nor planning.
it comes when things line up.
people and destiny.
circumstance rings truth.
the feeling of complete completeness.
and it sticks in your memory as golden.
these ideal moments can't be forced.
so when fate gives them.
let us recognize and appreciate the gift.
right now, i sure do