I remembered for a moment- a time in my life when I couldn't spell "beautiful" but I knew what the word meant anyway. I remember how even though nothing seemed "fair"...I paid attention to things like the feeling of the smooth rainwashed driveway beneath my bare feet...
Well, I'm a big girl now. It hit me on the way to work when the sun touched the side of my face. I'm having a beautiful day.
I just made love to the spring air and felt my heart so full that it nearly burst. The green and flowering trees filled me too- it filled the space of my eyes and then flooded into every part of my being.
I wanted to drive really fast with the windows rolled down- so I did. It made tears stream down my face and I felt the blood in my fingertips. I can lay down in the grass and scream at the top of my lungs today. Knowing this makes me smile. I can do it- I can but I won't.
I know from the smell of the sun warmed sidewalk that today is my beautiful day.
I should have tipped the pregnant girl who made my perfect iced coffee this morning but I don't really care because I'm having such a beautiful day.
It feels so good to touch my skin and have it be warm. It feels so good to be alive sometimes.
I wish I could exist in the state of spring for an eternity.
thanks for the pics db and aquaa- they match my mood today perfectly!
less this: o_O and more this: *_*
actually- since finishing the iced coffee: (@_@)
tralalala
oh happy day 🙂
sooo juwan- have you been in the hottub this morning? I had my whole breakfast in there- it was great...I may have dropped some bacon though...if you see some wierd floaties- they are prolly just egg chunks and soggy toast particles 🙂
don't worry M&M- soon yer exams will be a thing of the past just like my perfect spring day...
I can get really caught up in the day to day routine- so caught up that I fail to notice the simple pleasures in life that, for some reason, never seemed to escaped me as a child.
Everyday I try to notice something beautiful- it can be quite difficult when all you are focused on is passing through the next minute but you really can't ever get those minutes back ...so find a reason to appreciate at least one of them 🙂
Yesterday I noticed how cleanly the corner of the school building was cut by the shadow's edge- it was perfect- one side light and one side dark- but the cut of the contrast struck me as being particularly beautiful...I guess that was my "minute" because the rest of the day was so chaotic that I hardly got a chance to notice that the sun had passed into twilight...
the image of that stark shadow sliced by the geometry of the architecture is still stuck in my mind-the spring day is there too- you can own as many beautiful moments as you wish- I want to collect more than my mind can comprehend before I die- and I am a late starter so I will have to pay better attention in the next few years just to catch up 🙂
"I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
Well, it so happens that I was asked my permission to dedicate 2 whole pages to me in an upcoming book called The International Who's Who of Poetry with one of the pages being my poem and the other page being a biography of me. Woohoo! (Hopefully it's n
I remembered for a moment- a time in my life when I couldn't spell "beautiful" but I knew what the word meant anyway. I remember how even though nothing seemed "fair"...I paid attention to things like the feeling of the smooth rainwashed driveway beneath my bare feet...
Well, I'm a big girl now. It hit me on the way to work when the sun touched the side of my face. I'm having a beautiful day.
I just made love to the spring air and felt my heart so full that it nearly burst. The green and flowering trees filled me too- it filled the space of my eyes and then flooded into every part of my being.
I wanted to drive really fast with the windows rolled down- so I did. It made tears stream down my face and I felt the blood in my fingertips. I can lay down in the grass and scream at the top of my lungs today. Knowing this makes me smile. I can do it- I can but I won't.
I know from the smell of the sun warmed sidewalk that today is my beautiful day.
I should have tipped the pregnant girl who made my perfect iced coffee this morning but I don't really care because I'm having such a beautiful day.
It feels so good to touch my skin and have it be warm. It feels so good to be alive sometimes.
I wish I could exist in the state of spring for an eternity.