Monday, September 22, 5:30am
September 24, 2014 § 10 Comments
5:30am. I love this time of morning. Charcoal painted sky with tints of lavender; light blue popping through the height of the sky, and for today especially, white pillowy clouds crafting a space to cheer in the brightness of the baby blue morning.
What peace my heart feels. I reach out the window and touch the branch dancing in front of me—I pull her towards my face and let her delicate leaves brush softly against my skin. She smells of the brightest morning—a special gift, no doubt, from my favorite Artist, my favorite Creator. The street lamps still lit, stand tall offering their condolences to the nostalgia I slept with so many nights, but today I seek no comfort for the dreams that haunted me. Today, I reach past the window and feel the future of my life: fresh, green and tangible in each hand.
Each car that passes, no longer bears a memory—now, each car holds a new idea, a startling endeavor, an adventure unfolding.
To create on a piece of paper?
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Lovely description and very effective use of extended metaphor. Each is difficult, especially the latter, so I’m going to re-read a couple times. Just a pleasure to read prose like this. 🙂
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Love this.
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((awhoooo))
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“It’s time to play. It’s time we create.”
InDEED it IS!!! NOW, more than ever…… http://waverider1.wordpress.com/2012/08/09/its-time/
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I love this!❤❤❤
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It’s nice view~like it ^^
Joyful day ~
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I love such descriptive and heartfelt prose. Well done! By the way the cup with the quote, ‘smile, it makes people wonder’ used to be a signature in all my emails for the longest time:)
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Beautiful..and resonates with me.. full of optimism and intent
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beautiful view . you are lucky to live in such a beautiful place!
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i love your posts and every random one too. have a good day ! 🙂
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