A timeless moment that stills me deeply, sunset silhouette, peace seeps into me. Ripples on the bay, nature's palette, a silent messenger negates all of it. Beauty is always present, serenity an exercise, hope still floats and rises.
Autumn in the South:no warm-hued foliageyet to be found.Faithful leaves adhereto branches,stubborn, tauntingthe November ground. Windows open though,temperatures temperate,and the fresh air I breathe incould not be more perfect.Saturday morning well spentreading, writing, creatingwith and at ease,puppy napping beside meso contentedly,instrumental musicscooping up silencein a loving dance,floating in a reverieof me-time peace,I sip my teaand … Continue reading Weekend Renewal
My favorite kind of sky graces me tonight. No matter moon's shape or size, it is the clouds that catch my eye (no surprise) in the way they float by as a reminder in time the dark always gives way to the light. In the distance, the wind chimes softly join in nature's lullaby; trees … Continue reading Night Air