Actions may at times lead you to believe you know,
Life’s ebb and flow cause you to blink,
And in that instance your mind questions
My devotion to our link.
My love, like art,
It will forever be.
As the touch of a feather
Lingers on your skin,
So too, will my love endure
A gentle breeze,
A cajoling force,
Oh the burning,
My heart is full of love for you.
copyright Robyn Graham
Note: In the Victorian language of flowers cactus flowers represent “endurance” and “my heart burns for you”. The poem above was written with the aforementioned meanings in mind. Notice the red heart in the center of the bottom petal….I love the little miracles of nature!
This image was taken with a wide open shutter at a speed of 1.3. My goal was to capture the sunset while freezing the motion of the water to obtain the cotton candy effect. You can see how white and solid the water is on the tide coming in/going out. I love this effect and find it to be soothing and peaceful. Have a fabulous week!
“The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and vile can be transformed, and (c) doing that makes it that. We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.” – Tom Robbins
The Heart Shadow Created by My Husband’s Wedding Band on a Very Well Studied Page of the Bible.
The More Love, the Bigger the Heart.
The Bottom Line: Perfect or Not, Two Hearts are Better than One.
“Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all that you are beyond that pain.” – Bartholomew
The Rhododendron Blooms
Don’t be afraid to let yourself feel.
Feel love, give love, and accept love, when you have the opportunity. Don’t let the special moments pass you by because of a fear of emotional pain. You will gain much more than you will lose.
“The tender words we spoke to one another are stored in the secret heart of heaven and one day, like rain, they will fall and spread and our mystery will grow green all over the earth.” – Rumi
If words could fall like rain, I would want them to grow and look like the flowers I see adorning the roadsides during Spring in Buck’s County.
Yes, it is the same winged creature from my post on Saturday, just on different flowers. It has no bias for colors.
This week in Buck’s County you don’t drive far without seeing these flowers alongside the roads. They are so cheery and catch my eye every time I pass by them. Wouldn’t it be nice to rest in a field of them and day dream under the warm rays of the sun?