Wherever there is the light, the flowers will find it,

They seek it out as the hungry seek out satiation,

And don't give in until they rest in its warmth.

So too the souls of humanity long for fulfillment,

But do not find it in the material.

We search for the light, but only few find it,

And those that do, proclaim its glory.

But not all listen, and will forever be in search of that light....

I looked over at my friend.

This was someone that I knew in the deepest portions of my soul, would have my back through thick and thin.

It was more than that, however.

This friend had seen me at some of my most emotionally taxing and vulnerable places.

It was as I sat in his living room, the stinging hot tears of exasperation and exhaustion pouring down my face from slowly dismantling my iden...

She wanted to know his secret. He hadn't decided what it was yet.

He had met this girl through a mutual friend, and the chemistry between them was instantaneous. He was admittedly not great at talking to women, but something he had read online said to remain "mysterious" in order to intrigue them. So far, it seemed to be working.

And so it was the words he had uttered moments ago that put him ...

The woman, poor her entire life, looked on with dismay as she was handed the smallest loaf of bread she had seen in her entire life.

It was a dark bread, roughly the size of a dinner roll.

Had she really given away her last memory for this?

She couldn't believe that the memory of her wedding day had returned a piece of bread so small.

But she had no other choice- she had a responsibility to fe...