gypsies.

a band of transient gypsies came running through the city. they carried with them candles, books, and tons of toys. they gave the toys to the children, then candles to the ignorant, and the books to the dreamers. the children took the toys, and walked away to explore their imaginaltions. the dreamers took the books and began to read them eagerly exploring the pages for paths to walk. the last of them, the ignorant took the candles, and held them up to light their ways. the head of the band took his oil and annointed all the lambs that walked on the outskirts of town, and christened them as they walked into town.

a man upon the hill witnessed the scene, and called out to the thriving town.

all is free when all is simple.
the man revelling in the glory of the sweet little scene closed his eyes and nodded his head. he fell asleep in a patch of speckled flowers. the world kept spinning. the man let the sun kiss his skin.