“When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” ― Rumi — maybe maybe, you don’t love me anymore maybe you can’t contain all of me tears and …
smell of summer rain
“For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.” ― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow — the steamy air worms through narrow pine needles perching one drop at …
an evening swing
“It is the evening that questions thus from within me.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra — spring evening the sun sits low almost kissing the horizon its blinding glow leaks into the …
comfortable pain
“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.” ― Chuck Palahniuk, Diary — why is emotional …
cherry blossoms
“What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.” ― Kobayashi Issa, Poems — they perch plush and plum on the tree branches that used to stare naked to the sky dipped in …
i lost my gloves
“The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it.” ― Thich Nhat Hanh, Peace Is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life — it was …
dear winter
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to …
