A LIVING SCULPTURE

The beauty of nature.

It is a living and breathing

sculpture.

It entices us.

It bemuses us.

It challenges us.

But most of all,

it inspires us.

WASH AWAY MY SORROW

Please wash away my sorrow and pain.
Let it flow down the streets with the rain.
Dissolved in torrents of despair and sadness,
Joining others on its way past the madness.

The ocean may take it far away,
To places, we cannot even say.
Where no one recognizes its sting 
Or knows the infliction it can bring.

Let the rain grow harder with its might,
Becoming hail on this fateful night.
I want to be free of all traces
Of unwanted feelings and faces.

My body grows cold from the rain.
It stands clean and free from the pain.
Shivers create a path down my spine,
As I wait in the dark woods of pine.

I hold my head high to the wet spray.
It becomes a mist of blue and grey.
The faucet has turned off for the night,
Leaving me feeling clean and so right.

A LIVING SCULPTURE

The beauty of nature.

It is a living and breathing

sculpture.

It entices us.

It bemuses us.

It challenges us.

But most of all,

it inspires us.

NO LIMIT

beeple

There is no limit to

what you can create.

No end to

what you can inspire.

With a little thought

and imagination,

you can build a world.

BUDS OF HOPE

BUDS OF HOPE

In midst of despair and sorrow
rise buds of hope for the morrow.
Still standing upright and strong
against all that can go wrong.

These are extreme times of confusion and change,
media expanding over a broader range. 
We are attacked by sounds in each direction,
leaving no time for thinking and reflection.

These flowers know what’s real,
they go by what they feel.
Away from the hustle and bustle,
they grow wild without any tussle.

A day to clear my cluttered mind is all I need,
to recharge my battery is what I should heed.
I’ll recharge in a quiet place like this,
a zest for life is what I dearly miss.

EMPTY INSIDE

By Rhaevyn Hart

Do you feel empty inside?

You have nothing to offer the world.

No words of wisdom to share.

No pretty pictures to paint.

No music to play.

This isn’t true.

Everyone has something to offer.

Let no one make you feel unimportant.

Each of us has an important role to play.

What is yours?

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

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TOUCH THE RAINBOW

I take the winding path shaded in red

instead of hiding in my comfy bed.

The road widens and narrows its scope

as it weaves away from any hope.

Blood red threatens the night sky

as laughter follows me high.

Rivers of crimson red coat my tired feet

as I walk the road of shame and defeat.

Why cannot life take the high road?

I ask if I may be so bold.

Ahead I see a bright light

as I rise with all my might.

I run toward the rainbow in my mind

in the colors and hues, I hope to find.

DESERT LANDSCAPE

Source:fascination–infatuation

Full of worries and contradictions,

it blasts away any chance of peace.

Thoughts jumbled in cobwebs,

lining halls of utter despair.

Bells ring along curved walls,

warnings to take care.

One hole is filled

as another emerges.

A shovel can’t do the job,

won’t save me from my pride.

Sleep, be my savior,

refresh my state of mind.

Bring hope to this desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

ALONE WITH NATURE

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Alone with nature

a feeling like no other.

A sky filled with birds,

fuschia with the setting sun.

Sea breezes wrap around me,

cocooning me in their mist.

Life stands still for this picture,

a glimpse of heaven above.

BRICK BY BRICK

beeple

THICK AIR

There are no limits to

what your mind can create.

No end to

what it can inspire.

With a little thought

and imagination

you can build the world.

EYES TO THE SKY

magic-spelldust

Invited by Ted Gore

Light squeezes between the leaves.

Eyes to the sky serve me best.

Rays cast hot fingers on me.

Sun has passed its daily test.

The circle widens and deepens.

A place to while away the day.

I keep to its rounded corners.

A place I’ve come to love and pray.

TRAPPED

Source:rosie-maier

Trapped inside me

with my insecurities.

Afraid to break free

and try new things.

Can I become a different person?

It will be painful.

I will break the glass walls.

I can do it.

I will do it.

Goodbye to doubters.

Hello to new me.

BEAUTY ALL AROUND US

clusterpod:

Mycena interrupta
Myrtle Forest, Collinsvale, Tasmania

Beauty can be found in
the most unusual places.
Beauty surrounds us each day.
It can take on many forms.
It can be a soft laugh.
The smell of a rain shower.
A dog wagging its tail.
We are surrounded by beauty
whether we are able to discern it or not.

AWE-INSPIRING

brutalgeneration:

Deep forest (by andrea.k.e)

The power of nature is awe-inspiring.
The way the trees soar up to the sky.
The sky that holds the shining sun,
casting its bright glow on everyone.
It is unique and divine in its own way.

INSPIRATION

unknowneditors:

Olivier Ratsi - Onion Skin (Echolyse project)

ENOUGH OF THE SAD AND DEPRESSING THOUGHTS.
LET’S LOOK AT SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL AND INSPIRING.