Thinking slowly, yet bringing mythical proportions to unseemly portends of life.
Beckoning to major thoughts of insistence as time forges itself further and further into an avalanche of beautific values.
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Popping up and down to rhythmic beats of exasperation, riding an emotional roller coaster through life, experiencing what most people can never even think or derive.
Feeling empty, never being filled up, except by abandonment, pulling at life cords of reality.
Many avenues of intellect are open to us all, we just have to keep our minds from closing it’s door.
When we look around there is always something to strive towards to better our lives or anothers.
Feeling chords touching inner synapses with beautiful tones to reminisce by.
Lassoing many a tune and attaching each one to an image that I remember in depth.Blooming thoughts sending scents of remembering to my mind, giving me joy on saddened days of recollection and sensing detailed descriptions of all my favorite things.
Traveling through songs,
Beautiful scenery, surrounding me through imagination –breath-taking to my soul.
Loneliness of the elderly, left alone to get along the best they can with no one’s love to help them, save their own.
Sitting, staring, looking at the young, wondering where life has gone – wondering where the love they gave so unselfishly all these years could possibly have gotten lost.All around them are questions getting old – with no answers as the years go by.Everything seems to pass them as they grow old and a heart stops…
This side of yesterday life was open and volatile,
Struggling to survive, raising children, being amom from the inside out.Tallying substantial happiness versus regrets,life was intelligently beautiful, filled with theenergy of my sons.Every day, filled with their joy, wonder andcuriosity – a mom’s purpose entirely fulfilledthrough God’s great love.