I feel it!

I feel it!

What do I feel?

I feel the movement of my soul talking to me.

About what you say?

Well, I am being gay, but not like homosexual, but like being happy.

Happy to be alive, saying nothing, but thinking a lot, and filled with everything.

Everything is beautiful, a song once said. I come not to tell of woes, nor to talk about folks, but to talk about the American spirit.

I am living the dream – the dream to be me, to be alive, to do whatever I want to do … so long as it doesn’t infringe on your FREEDOM.

Even in this time of the Patriot Act, we do have FREEDOM.

Just don’t say Al Qaeda, or Bin Laden, nor support them, or fly planes into BIG buildings, and you too can enjoy the FREEDOM.

That’s right, everything is beautiful, a song once said. I come not to tell of woes, nor to talk about folks – I come to talk about the American Spirit.

Yes, our ancestors came across the Atlantic, many in chains – many died, some say 20 million.

But in every pain, there is a gain. For every drought, we look forward to rain. Winter turns to Spring, and Summer to Fall.

Fall sometimes brings good harvest, and sometimes it don’t.

That’s right, everything is beautiful, a song once said. I come not to tell of woes, nor to talk about folks – I come to talk about the American Spirit.

©2008 GH Williamson Sr.

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