Saturday, June 29, 2013
Sun Rays
Everything may seem full of darkness in the moment that you are living - and yes it's difficult - but tomorrow is another day, and there will be a day after that. Look to the sky, the clouds move effortlessly across the blue sea, creating shapes that only our own minds can see, and the sun's beams glimmer along the edges, cascading it's rays to the earth. Grasp onto one, let the sun lighten your heart
Friday, June 28, 2013
Gestures
As his hand gently touched my lower back, escorting me across the floor, a gentle childish smile ran across my face. I glanced over at him, only to see him smiling back.
It's the simplest of gestures that can make one feel so special inside, it's the simplest of gestures that one will remember
It's the simplest of gestures that can make one feel so special inside, it's the simplest of gestures that one will remember
Thursday, June 27, 2013
The Cliff
I want to climb to the top of a cliff, look over the edge to the depth of what is below me
I want to take a rock, toss it down into the abyss; lie on my stomach and watch as it bounces from spot to spot;
Clunk, smash, crack; sounds echo across the plains from wall to wall into the air; taken away from the breeze that runs through the cavern.
Slowly, the rock crumbles apart, dirt and fragments fly off from the force until it finds its final resting place.
Dust settles, sounds die down, solitude.
I roll onto my back; stare into the deep blue sky, watch the clouds gently float across the sky.
Close my eyes; warmth of the sun sinks into my exposed skin, air softly moves across my face as if the wings of a fairy flew past; strands of my hair are lifted, than fall back down.
Leaves rustle somewhere in the distance; high above a hawk caws.
My eyes open; watch as the large majestic bird circles above – its wings caught in the breeze, gliding in the currents.
I breathe deep, relish in the serenity that I have found, engulfed in my own little world of peace.
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Tall Grass
I lied on my back in the tall grass and watched as
the clouds rolled by, listened to the leaves rustle in the breeze, and the
birds sing their song. I closed my eyes,
imagined you were with me, than everything was perfect
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Enjoy the Moment
Sometimes the darkness creeps up inside of me, takes over my mind, makes me want to crawl into a small tight ball and just cry. Why? I don't know, it just does.
Everyone experiences loneliness at times, the world has left you, you stand alone, and in every direction there is no light to turn to.
The hardest decision - to choose the direction in which You want to go, and move forward, take that first step and to keep walking until you see that light. You look back and want to run back to where you just came from at times, you want to hold on to certain aspects of what is left behind.
Breathe...in....out....in....out
You look forward, and somewhere far ahead a light glimmers, you raise your head high, and slowly, steadily you take the next step toward the light. Eventually it shines brighter and brighter, and what was once dismal and gray warms your skin.
Even for a moment, bask in "it", enjoy what you have been given that day, for that day, that moment is what counts, relish the joy
Everyone experiences loneliness at times, the world has left you, you stand alone, and in every direction there is no light to turn to.
The hardest decision - to choose the direction in which You want to go, and move forward, take that first step and to keep walking until you see that light. You look back and want to run back to where you just came from at times, you want to hold on to certain aspects of what is left behind.
Breathe...in....out....in....out
You look forward, and somewhere far ahead a light glimmers, you raise your head high, and slowly, steadily you take the next step toward the light. Eventually it shines brighter and brighter, and what was once dismal and gray warms your skin.
Even for a moment, bask in "it", enjoy what you have been given that day, for that day, that moment is what counts, relish the joy
Monday, June 24, 2013
The Leaf
I sit back and watch as the breeze lifts the leaves gently, they sway from side to side, and gently fall back in place from the branch in which they hang. Another breeze; the leaves dance their delicate dance, ever holding on to their base, their source of strength.
My son walks out the front door, gives me a hug while he tells me good bye. He walks over to his car, climbs in. I watch as he drives off.
Another breeze blows pass, my attention returns to the tree. A leaf that was once holding on to the branch has released itself - if flies off into the air, gliding delicately in the currents, up, down, swirls itself away, further and further away....
My son walks out the front door, gives me a hug while he tells me good bye. He walks over to his car, climbs in. I watch as he drives off.
Another breeze blows pass, my attention returns to the tree. A leaf that was once holding on to the branch has released itself - if flies off into the air, gliding delicately in the currents, up, down, swirls itself away, further and further away....
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