I love how the tail of a grunter twirls and how eloquently, the ink spills on a neatly typed page how the dappling shadow of a few thatched hair, dances and how the smell of wilted flowers breeze how the wispy strands of silver grey twinkles and how innocently a crooked teeth smiles how the … Continue reading Imperfectly Perfect
And just when I thought that bitterness was the answer to life, that being closed off and untrusting was a viable strategy to be alive in this cynical world, He was like a lantern in a lifeboat like a hope in human form, cause his love is a therapy very like a sunray falling on a hoarfrost leaf.
Even the small little baby bird living in the nest takes its leap of faith to fly in the land! Gathers all its strength and pushes itself to step out of the cage. to Jump; beyond the borders, beyond all its fears; defying the limits neglecting the chances that it might even get crushed merely, to feel the wind behind its wings!
The places where I'm the most deeply lost in my own soul are : where the winds give you the beat to drown out the thought;sound so high that you cannot think touch so close to home that you cannot blink where little fireflies are borne from the light of universe and it's like seeing an entire library of thoughts and emotions.