Equilibrium

There are all kind of people.

There are the ones who walk into a new place like they own it, stepping all over a clean carpet, throwing their belongings onto a chair and plopping down on a sofa.

There are the ones who walk into a new place like it's a temple, carefully removing their shoes by the front door, placing their belongings carefully in a corner where they won't disturb the ambiance and waiting for an invitation to fully enter.

There are people who need to be told ten times and others who know just from the intention of the eyes.

The skin of some is scarred by brute physical force while that of others is scarred by a careless touch.

Some live big, others live small. Some live loudly and others are unnoticed. 

The breakdown of some roars like a lion and the fall of others is a soft cry barely heard.

The world absorbs every kind. 

Maybe, just maybe, there will be a time when both extremes enter an equilibrium that could feel like a gentle touch so powerful that each one becomes larger than life itself without creating a rowdy disturbance.