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From the moment I awake,
the lack of your presence haunts me,
following me every second of the day,
pushing, shoving, taunting
and I don't dare take a moment to rest.
The gaping hole goads me on as with the sting of a whip,
laughing in my face at the list of my tasks.

The absence causes me to fear
and I lash out in anger,
hurting those whom I love the most.

Why do you exist?
Why is there never enough of you?

From where I stand,
you only exist to give me reason
to prioritize...
the ones I love, the moments I cherish, the passions I choose,
and for this, I must love you.

And yet,
I hate the way that you torment me,
Time.
 

The need for Beauty

 An incredible rainbow that spans the sky
amidst the smell of fresh rain...

The warm glow of a sunset, shining through majestic storm clouds,
reflecting hues of pink and purple in the bedroom of a little princess...
 

When we are in the presence of beauty,

there is no other response,
but to be silent
in awe,
taking it in with every breath,
wishing the moment would last forever.

Light in the Storm

I prayed for a rainbow

but got a storm.

While the rain poured

with stones of hail,

I looked for shelter
and found a tree.

Beneath the leaves,

through torrents of rain,
I saw a light
that shone so bright

 no thunder storm
its strength could touch.

And I smiled as I

began to see

the rainbows reflecting 

around me.

Alive

Why do we feel more alive
in the spring and in the summer?

Is it because of the beautiful dance of life
blossoming all around us
as nature gradually unfolds?

Or is it, perhaps, quite simply
because our senses are once again unveiled
free to join in and rediscover a world
where our hearts truly belong?

The Delight of Mini-Creations...

 How delightful it is to not only behold a beautiful creation,
but to be, oneself, a mini-creator!

 

 To create anything,
From a simple pencil drawing to a self-composed song,

from a batch of freshly baked brownies to a hand-made card,

a painted vase of hand-picked flowers, a home-sewn soft toy,

pieces of wood and stone, selected with care and lovingly adorned,...
the list of possibilities is endless, and thankfully so.

For it is in these moments of mini-creations
that we feel a joy,
a sense of connection of taking part in the process
of discovery, and life.

In the Wind

In one gust of wind...

I smell a myriad of lovely scents, from nature's sweet, wild kitchen,
I feel the warm touch of summer and the cool breeze of fall,

I see my best days of childhood, as lost dreams are revived.

In one gust of wind...

I taste the sweet kiss of love.

When the Earth turns Green again...

 Wild children of the forest,
once a lushful jungle green,
brave, kind and strong are we...
and it calls us to be free!

Its powerful force, staggering beauty, gentle whispering flow draws me in...
and I know this is where I belong.

 With trembling, and in awe, I answer the call. 

To bo one, to be whole, to be home.
I am a child of the forest.