There are times when you are just in awe about how things seem to work out.
You find that firefly in the night sky.
You follow it- fleeting, flitting bright spark.
That turns out to be a silver star, burning brightly in a your own personal constellation-
So much Hope in the dark.
Somebody told me you must not express too soon. You don't put words to your thoughts. Only morons do it. Or people who don't mean it. What do I do with this excess emotion then? Where do I keep it? Thank God for my blog.
Love.
It's making me giddy, dizzy.
I get goosebumps when I hear a love song these days.
I hum along to La Vie En Rose.
I croon like Louis Armstrong.
Who'd have thought something I was doing out of need could turn into something I could want so bad?
This must be a spark well-kindled, but it must be fed.
Fed with silence and effort and patience.
It takes Time to write a long chapter.
And I couldn't think of anything better to do right now.
How long does it last?
If it's done right?
A lifetime.
You find that firefly in the night sky.
You follow it- fleeting, flitting bright spark.
That turns out to be a silver star, burning brightly in a your own personal constellation-
So much Hope in the dark.
Somebody told me you must not express too soon. You don't put words to your thoughts. Only morons do it. Or people who don't mean it. What do I do with this excess emotion then? Where do I keep it? Thank God for my blog.
Love.
It's making me giddy, dizzy.
I get goosebumps when I hear a love song these days.
I hum along to La Vie En Rose.
I croon like Louis Armstrong.
Who'd have thought something I was doing out of need could turn into something I could want so bad?
This must be a spark well-kindled, but it must be fed.
Fed with silence and effort and patience.
It takes Time to write a long chapter.
And I couldn't think of anything better to do right now.
How long does it last?
If it's done right?
A lifetime.
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