Posted in There's a lesson in everything


Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.
― John O’Donohue


Nebulous forecasts, emulate the mood.
Misery loves company,
feelings subdued.

Rain at the window,
the sun is in hiding,
stonewalling words, in overcast silence.

Conclaves of mist, fog up the panes,
in dreary hallways,
gloom remains.

Sombre days and the skies are leaden,
grey clouds hover,
and cool winds threaten.

Long tall blossoms drenched and alive
they don’t complain,
when Nature thrives!

Birds don’t go gathering, when murky days beckon.
Lilies aren’t flustered at this change in the weather!



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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