Afternoon laughter
Long day awaited and so much fell through the cracks. I ended up saying no to more things than I wanted to today. Then the hopes of finding things that were bliss became so apparent. The negativity got outweighed by the goodness of hope.
Spreading the simple things that so many people over look in a day, down to the only things that mattered to me. Seems quite satisfying to be able to walk away with a bit of thanks to God for the beauty given in a time when all felt blah. The whole day was not looking bright until I stepped out in the sunlight.
All that warmth was the need I held inside of me. Even when my ears were screaming excruciating pain. I still found hope that all there was pressuring me would disappear. Then to look and see the nature of the world, I found peace. The bits of laughter I found inside the dances of dragonflies.
So lightly that most people would just swat away bugs instead I let them dance and fly past me in circles and sways. So many times I had to scoot out of their way. Simplicity in the best form. I love to just stand there and watch them dance in the air. The wings so fast.
Perhaps the morning was supposed to be hard so I could appreciate the goodness of the afternoon. Granted I think I enjoyed it too much. Yet it was all good. And I loved it.
Spreading the simple things that so many people over look in a day, down to the only things that mattered to me. Seems quite satisfying to be able to walk away with a bit of thanks to God for the beauty given in a time when all felt blah. The whole day was not looking bright until I stepped out in the sunlight.
All that warmth was the need I held inside of me. Even when my ears were screaming excruciating pain. I still found hope that all there was pressuring me would disappear. Then to look and see the nature of the world, I found peace. The bits of laughter I found inside the dances of dragonflies.
So lightly that most people would just swat away bugs instead I let them dance and fly past me in circles and sways. So many times I had to scoot out of their way. Simplicity in the best form. I love to just stand there and watch them dance in the air. The wings so fast.
Perhaps the morning was supposed to be hard so I could appreciate the goodness of the afternoon. Granted I think I enjoyed it too much. Yet it was all good. And I loved it.
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