Thursday, 14 May 2015

IN THE AIR














Spring has truly sprung.
It’s carrying winds of change,
A bittersweet ending,
something new slowly in the making.










Ascension Day and a day off today.
A walk by the sea, 
swans nesting,
the cutest ducklings making a beeline for their mummy.
Everything around erupting & bursting all at once,
yet I'm holding on to a softness.












I heard spring whisper in my ear:
“Somewhere between pushing and disenchantment,
 toil and disillusion,
lies a place where things flow -
a path dotted with lightness.”













R, x























2 comments:

  1. You have the voice and eye of a poet. I always dream when I'm here. And I take small, small steps forward...

    XO
    Anci

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    1. It's always such a pleasure to read the words you've left behind, Anci.
      Those small steps have been very much on my mind recently,
      I think they and the grace each day are more than enough.
      Wishing you lovely weekend moments.
      x

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