Jul 14, 2011 01:29
something tender, like a thought carried on the wind
traced through clouds and hurricanes
or a whisper of hope in a devastated land
traveled from mouth to ear to tree to animal and
a glimpse of color in a black-and-white sky
flowers like clouds, and the sun and the moon
send down a gentle nudge of kindness, a shy smile of thoughtful tolerance.
tea fills my mug and love fills my heart.
hope fills my soul and smiles dance across my lips
murmured dreams, kindness,
imaginary cuddles in the rain and lots of self-loving;
together, alone, we are embracing only the sweeter parts
of wednesday's dreary disposition.
strangers,
lovely,
thankful,
5th element,
rain,
inspiration,
breathing