I woke up to the soft dew and the gentle rain, watering the earth and making it bring forth and bud. The morning had not even begun, giving pause to the thought of sun and shine for the day. It did not disappoint. sunshine and daydreams, that is where the story begins and ends – at least until the next tomorrow that will come.
I love hydrangeas, there are so many different colors and so many types. This particular one is so delicate and pretty, and the water droplets really enhance it.
Or mayhap it has more to do with being a flower. There must always be a flower. Judge for yourself. Somehow, it seems to make the moment better. #alwaysaflower
It is always amazing. I love watching the sun rise. I was breathless, but, today, I watched as the sun pierced my view, setting the whole place on fire with its bright light. It was actually more painful to leave such an incredible vision this morning than it was to wake up and run into the darkness. But, I knew that if I could hold on to a small piece of it – deep inside my soul, embracing it for the rest of the day, it was totally worth it. The quiet. The darkness before the light. The beauty of the day. Can there be a better moment than the present?
Nature paints a very clear picture for me today. The hydrangeas are out of control with the blooming around here. This is their season, their time to shine. Do you have a moment that is yours alone? Where do you shine? Tell me. Tell me. Tell me do.
Look around me and take in the splendor of life. I find myself taking more time to do the latter, even if it is only for a brief moment in my day, it somehow gives me enough peace in my soul.
Be beautiful in your heart; this kind of beauty will last a lifetime.
Perfectly beautiful isn't necessarily perfect and has nothing to do with accepting imperfection. Perhaps imperfection is the point. Trees on Tuesday. It's a given.
We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery - Dejan Stojanovic
I abhor the idea of a perfect world. It would bore me to tears
― Shelby Foote
Oh, mon dieu! The exquisiteness of an orchid just takes my breath away. Still, I cannot help but compare their elegance and beauty to the complex and layered grace of a ballerina.
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they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
warsan shire
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