Brandi Watson

@BrandiWatson6 like the wind blowing on a cool summer night we go about our lives just as the breeze in the air.
          	  Never settled and always moving, looking and listening to the sounds from the earth.
          	  Some loud with the noises of the concrete jungles where the hustle and bustle of the city can still be heard all throughout the night, others so quiet and peaceful that you can hear the brush blowing calmly in the wind singing a song of simpler pleasures
          	  Looking for the perfect place to lay our heads we search for nirvana just to soothe our souls never asking if what we want is truest to what we need.
          	  Knowledge that comes at steep costs making the forbidden fruit so desirable, forces stronger then mankind hunger for the unknown for better or worse we live to learn from our choices.

Time never stands still, it's forever moving and changing.
          	  It moves and shifts and flies like a bird without a cage and free.
          	  Change is inevitable and uncontrolled,
          	  it's needed and unwanted.
          	  Spring brings and embodies it,
          	  Like a symphony of colors and light of sound.
          	  Cutting away all unneeded  growth and disease,
          	  A fresh hair cut for the soul and mind,
          	  Freeing one's self from the suffocating angst and burden of society.
          	  The chance of expression and creativity,
          	  To be lifted and carefree from the chains of social etiquette,
          	  Have the sun  on your face and peace in the lungs,
          	  Relaxation and calmness the key to being happy.
          	  Enjoy the little things and don't care about what everyone's thinks,
          	  It makes things easier and less stressful,
          	  Seeking the stars when its easier to just dance underneath them.
          	  The colors of life swirling all around you as clothes and the world a map to explore.
          	  The adventure of self discovery, hope, and new beginnings awaits...

@BrandiWatson6 
          	  Fall, the season of change.
          	  A time where everything old dies,
          	  But somehow things still remain the same.
          	  A season of knowledge that teaches us from our life’s past, but still hold hope for the future
          	  Fall is a time of reflection as things wither and whittle away, but as the seeds drop and plant themselves we too evolve to adapt to the world around us.
          	  Learning from the past of our experiences to grow into the fruits of our labor.