Heaven is on earth. Imperfections are artistic. Do not stand in the view
The world is green, with oval bends and round views
Spirituality is the dry trees, standing straight unstill in their winter death. It is in empty spaces- outdoors. In the winds that blow men’s hats off their heads and hair into women’s eyes. In branches that stand apart, together.
Love is in us…. it lives and walks and sleeps and eats and breathes and loves and longs, and dies with us
Love is us……………..we continue to live our lives, go through our singular days and experiences without a worry of losing it. For it lives with us, in us, for as long as we live. Those that we love, we love them forever….whether they live or they dont. whether they live with us. or far, far away from us.
i spent the weekend deep, deep in the holly land of beauties and sanctity.
In the heart of Tuscany.
there will be time, there will be time
Time to find words that fix sentences which should express wordless emotions