cold breeze from the west drizzle covers my glasses moving through today
self
rain pours from the sky car alarm keeps sounding off connecting with self
sherbert the tyrant
these two hands of mine bring joy to my heart through craft sharing is more fun
pov
one day you wake up tired from yesterday's drama everything is new
autumn
temperatures scorch yet i feel autumn approach cool breath of morning
room
heart fully open plenty of room everyone i know this will hurt
dreams
when i dream of you time stands still, holding its breath not wanting to wake
sunday mornings
walking at sunrise blue heron catching breakfast nature finds a way
stress
tension is building taking it personally your life and mine too
world
feeling for the world humans suffering in a world turned upside down while the planet breathes a sigh of relief for our seclusion.
actions
sweet words actions that back them up and love blossoms
stop
how often do we stop enjoying the little things that surround us each day? the taste of the tea the smell of wisteria blooming the feel of the sun on shoulders the sight of a tree wreathed in green the sound of the birds welcoming spring how often do we stop?
