Intentionally constructing a good life takes a lot of the same sort of internal patter and similar blithe but exact consideration that goes...
Butterfly wings arch like cathedral windows basking in the sun, their yellow stained glass
The lush, dappled day engulfs me, effulgently as stray, stippled sunlight penetrates in spotty brushstrokes, and tender leaves clap their hands exhilarated by such...
I love the metaphor both of these pieces utilize. Indeed, take heart! "The impeded stream is the one that...
I’m in the end zone rooting for the winning team. I encourage and beckon those on the field
Snow gently fluttering down, a feathery white monochromatic veil, flickering over everything, hushing...
Such static power chomps at the bit restless to fly free but meanwhile, moored on a glassy calm...
Be green and supple, fresh and growing, for heaven is like a watered garden.
Then we can find what bliss really is and finally be at liberty to be our best...
We are like the Israelites overburdened by their Egyptian taskmasters and eager to escape for the Promised Land.
This thunderstorm sounds like the surf...
I muse that being apart is part of being together.
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