Happy Easter to all.
Looking down, it looks up at me, and I walk a path that connects the dots of lights and hope to share the range of beauty in a marbling that draws the eye.
…and there it is.
All of life is movement, from the currents in our hearts,
to the arties we drive in our cars.
From the systems of stars that jewel our eyes,
To the relation of the tides that sweeps of over waves of grass,
Responding to the gravity of the planets aligned
From the spirits that come alive in the autumn of our lives and life itself,
To the fall of innocence in the springtime of our youth.
All life is movement, do we dance the stream or do we march to the beat of our own drum?
I am the soft flame that does not burn, but does provide light.
Journaling can only receive the full benefit of awareness if it is done with pen and paper. Creating the words with our hand and handwriting allows our heart to freely express our individual thoughts and emotions more intimately. The word spirits are only manifest with the art of pen and paper, guided by the human hand while art is the ability to breath life into an inanimate object.
Literary Video: Book 3 ONE, The Knoll of Souls, https://youtu.be/_K4QJ0UiRco
I thought I was a poet;
Maybe that was my first problem.