Gratitude
Harboring Happiness - Day 2
Today in harboring happiness, I savor the scent of clean laundry and realize that plans we make for ourselves are more important than promises we carelessly dole out to others. Filling the garbage bin, I trade the sting of rejection for the sentiment that strangers aren’t always meant to become best friends. Sometimes, they are too busy getting married or raising kids, and that’s okay.
By Sam Eliza Green2 years ago in Poets
Ever want to...?
"Ever want to just forget it all and just stand and gaze...gaze in wonder at the unbridled majesty on display for all of us to see for free?" she punctured the steady and easy silence with a wistful quality to her question. "We share that same longing, you know. The longing to leave this city behind. For the city, in all its manufactured glory, achievement and advancement, does not offer the best location, the best setting to stare up into the great unknown and bask in the uncertainty and wild opportunity it offers. Neither is it the best place to experience the celestial dance of an eclipse. All that smoke and the heaven-piercing structures and environmental destruction cuts through the inspiration and overshadows the awe." I replied, reassuringly stroking her cheek and smiling warmly into her eyes.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
