life is short. time is fleeting. don't wait.
love here. love now.
later may come
(if it is meant to be).
Life, death and gardening; my thoughts about the world and my life.
love here. love now.
later may come
(if it is meant to be).
lightning flashes
zig-zagging across pastel sky
crashes of thunder
rain pouring in great cleansing splashes
natures teardrops beating against window panes
like heart beating against rib cage
like giant snowbird floating against clouded sky
like broken love pouring from saddened eyes
the good news
is your daughters recital
your sons hugs
blooming sunflowers
your mothers recipes
your fathers poetry
chocolate ice cream
your brothers jokes
your sisters laughter
a foot massage
neighbors paintings
sounds of music
purring kittens
the good news
is there waiting
disconnect the internet
turn off the tv
trash your cellphone
then step outside
feel the sun
taste the breeze
pay attention
be thankful
for the good news
each time i pick up the phone,
or the tablet,
or sit in front of the television,
my body responds,
briefly triggering
fight or flight hormones.
in itself not concerning,
but multiplied throughout the day
or a lifetime, significant
going for a walk
or digging in the garden
has the opposite effect.
so, for my own well being
i’m putting down the digital pacifier
to go watch the sunset.
will you join me?