What is hope if it is not the creative force of the universe contained within a seed.
What is the power of creation if not a single thought contained in the artist mind.
What is love if not the simple acts of kindness extended in complete unawareness?
What is joy but the act of recognising the simplistic wonder of being alive in the moment.
What is gratitude if it is not seeing the beautiful mosaic of life being build one moment at a time.