Once upon a quiet summer day,
Let’s take a look at the symphony of nature’s way.
Inhale the scent of the fresh air,
While feeling the wind between your hair.
The grass will graze between your toes,
Smell the flowers with your nose.
Clouds will form images within the skies,
And the light will glisten in your eyes.
Look across the meadow’s way,
And you shall see a young goat play.
Hear the buzzing of the bees,
Climb the tallest willow trees.
When altogether all seems sound,
Lay yourself upon the ground.
Take a moment to inhale,
And listen to Nature tell her tale.
Undergoing a life of sorrow,
Riding the winds of tomorrow.
It moves and It moves not.
It is far and also It is near.
It is within and also It is without all this.
It is near to those who have the power to understand It,
For It dwells in the heart of every one;
But It seems far to those whose mind is covered by the clouds of sensuality and self-delusion.
It is within, because It is the innermost Soul of all creatures;
And It is without as the essence of the whole external universe,
Infilling it like the all-pervading ether.
– The Upanishads
Everything happens for a reason,
live it, love it, learn from it!
Make your smile change the world,
but don’t let the world
change your smile.
“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
There’s a place where I go that no one else knows,
Where mysteries abound and excitement grows.
A place out of reach of any man’s hands,
Safely secluded in a far away land
Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder
The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder.
I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace
For someone to follow and discover my space
Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets
Away from the world and all of its threats.
It’s mine and mine alone!
The only place I can call my own.
I treasure the moments spent in this realm
Where anything is possible and I’m at the helm.
This place I describe is all that it seems …
It’s a magical place I call my dreams.
I can be anything
You want me to be.
I can turn down my voice,
Follow your dreams,
But in the end
I wouldn’t really be me.
I’d be an imperfect version
Of whom you want me to be,
Waiting for the day
I could finally be free.
~Christy Ann Martine
Just capture this moment inside your head,
Freeze the frame,
Let your eyes be your camera,
Let your ears be the tape recorder,
And play it back,
Anytime you feel alone,
See it locked in your mind,
And let it breed to your heart.
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” ~Roald Dahl