Step into my morning, where the beauty of the story that unfolded before my eyes, carried me away to that special place.

"When the flowers of the field and garden lift their bright faces to you, can you call them by name and greet them as old acquaintances? Or, having passed them a hundred times, are they still strangers to you?"

A beautiful day. The beauty of its individuality, its innocence of being, and the aesthetic value - all have a direct impact on how the day unfolds.

You can tell when something is beautiful, when, to look at it brings joy when to think about it brings pleasure, and when one knows that one has created it in partnership with a loved one... and so, this can be said of so many different things in our lives. Life is good.

A proper sign of the season, even though we have had spring for a moment or three, Mother Nature keeps finding more beauty to make our day. I dedicate this picture to #TreeTuesday by @Old-Guy-Photos! Let's see a few trees!

It feels so good to capture God's very radiance from within His creations. The yellow, so vibrant, the petals so seemingly painted on. I dare you to look at that photo and be sad!

Is there really a relationship between sunshine and happiness?

Happiness is like a visitor, a genial, exotic Aunt Emily who turns up when you least expect her, orders an extravagant round of drinks, and then disappears, trailing the lingering scent of gardenias. You can't command her appearance; you can only appreciate her when she does show up. And you can't force happiness to happen -- but you can make sure you are aware of it when it does.

While you're walking home with a head full of problems, try to notice the sun, as it sets the windows of the city on fire. Listen to the shouts of kids playing basketball in the fading light, and feel your spirits rise, just from having paid attention.

And so, I reflect upon the times when being rich had nothing to do with money, being happy was merely an outlook, being in love meant forever and ever and people looked forward to Sundays and Holidays because that was a family day. I walk a little bit closer to check the evidence of my own manifestation.

Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post, again and again. And never forget, 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