Two doors joined by design or happenstance. The pink reflects compassion, caring, and love’; the blue trust, loyalty, and serenity. It’s life expressed in color, captured in time. A blueprint for us to follow if we just open those doors.
A lone figure looks into the fantasy played before her by the pothole. Diamonds sparkle so brightly it almost blinds me, as an airplane flies to some exotic place carrying my dreams of travel and adventure with it. If only I was on the plane.
Bright colored buildings bask in the wakening sun, a new day has arrived.
Serenity fills me as I get lost in the beauty as I walk toward the sunrise. I am thankful for this day’s wondrous potential, excited to see the gifts that it brings.
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I dance for myself. Not for applause. Not for praise or accolades. I dance because it is the very air I need to breathe. The very sustenance for life. I am praising the Lord doing what He created me to do. He is the only audience I need.
Hey Harry, where ya been all winter? Oh hey Joe, I’ve been sunning myself in the Caribbean. How about you? I have been sitting right here waiting for spring. It’s finally here, ain’t it grand? Sure is. Just look at all the colors.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sailaway from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~ Mark Twain