The beauty
in the
world isn’t
what we
see but
rather the
random that
we witness
for isn’t
that glee
Category: happines
Wind
If I
were to
return back
I’d consider
coming but
only as
the wind
for to
be the
hidden force
which moves
other things
is itself
a divinity
❄️
Life is
a snowflake
frail and
only ever
seen once
delicate and
deliciously unique
come now
let us
catch as
many as
we can
on tongue
and relish
in the
taste of
sweet serenity
Little
I do
not know
what there
is not
to love
once you’ve
learned to
love yourself
Sherbet
It’s this
the before
all else
the quiet
lazy slow
when wishes
and dreams
bubble up
and float
and the
low sun
turns the
clouds into
orange sherbet
