Oh, lift my soul when it flowers
With a breath of fresh air
Blowing beautiful thoughts on my world
This post is dedicated to #TreeTuesday initiated by @Old-Guy-Photos! Let's pull out a tree or three and post them. You know you want to!
The newness of spring sometimes takes my breath away. So fresh, it is. To begin again can be exhilarating, like the start of a new school year for a child. Full of excitement, even though you know what's coming. Oh, spring! You do it to me every year!
It is amazing to step out into nature today, for just yesterday I was enjoying the cold of winter - and suddenly, it's spring. The birds are beginning to make their nests, spying the best vantage points, all the while hiding their babies until the day they don't any longer.
The beauty of the Magnolias bursting upon the scene.
She sighs.
The gift of love.
The gift of peace.
The gift of happiness.
The beauty of spring
May these be yours
Forever and a day
So divine, they are. Some of my loveliest feelings are framed by the blooming of a flower, making my soul feel like it was touched by an angel. Oh, heavenly!
Sometimes hitting the pause button in life gives me just enough time to catch up, breathe a bit and enjoy the beauty that surrounds me, hear the laughter in the background and feel the sun on my face. I can even hear my own heart beating a sound of joy.
Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post again and again, I am encouraged by you, for the time you take to visit, comment or even upvote. For all of these reasons, I am eternally grateful. Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Let's hold hands around the globe and make this earth really spin. Some days, it is not as easy to see, how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
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