day 30

this morning i spent time to myself at a park with a camera.

i had a terribly horrible day yesterday,

but today is a new day. cheers to blue skies and pretty flowers.

xoxo

Today is a new day

I live in a beautiful town

full of daisies and bumble bees

The skies are beautiful blue

and even more beautiful when gray

Sadness 

is a blessing here.

I love my surroundings

I've grown to appreciate the beauty of cracked sidewalks

and stinging wasps.

If you are silent,

and daring,

you can grasp beauty by her green grassy fingers

and honey filled locks of hair.

She will grace by you

like a swarm of gnats 

chitter chattering 

gossiping

wondering where all the humans are.

We spend too much time online

and in bed

What we don't know

and what she's telling us

is that you can make a bed

out of dew drops and marble benches

She wants you to take advantage of her

She is the definition of beauty

and we live in her thoughts

bicycling through one ways

and carefully stepping on her cracked porcelain skin.

She is a sweet honeybee wind

Do not be afraid

be daring

and speak with careful porcelain words

She will not sting you

if you hum sweetly.